Assorted Emotions

For when I raised my head and prayed to the powers above, They heard me and sent forth an angel full of compassion, power and love. I see her in the smile of that little girl who holds the flower, Her power wields swords in front of which cowards cower. She's the one that lights up the room when she laughs, The one who holds me when my world goes dark. If God is a sculptor, she's his finest creation, Every form that I've seen her in, evokes within me myriad emotions. I bow to the goddess in her, I adore the compassionate caregiver she is. I love her smile, her curves, her hair In her embrace, I've known true bliss. Thousand are the ways in which I seek her, And more are the forms she meets me in. And so I bow my head in thanks to the creator, For he saved me by creating women.

My pact with the devil is complete, all he asked in exchange for peace is a piece of my soul. The one I gave, was the one that held the key It was the one that kept me whole. At least he was honest, brutal but honest, He kept his side of the bargain too. He gave me peace, and that's when I realized I'm in love with Chaos, through and through. And so I asked him for my soul back, for I no longer craved peace. and that was when he laughed , his black hollow laugh and said "The devil doesn't do returns, and besides, your soul is already a part of me."