She was playing in the devil's playground.
A world of darkness where evil abounds.
But she was not afraid, not one bit.
For she knew that light would always emit.
She danced with the demons, laughed with the dead,
And played with the spirits that filled her head.
But in her heart, she held onto hope,
And knew that with faith, she could always cope.
She saw beauty in the darkness.
And felt the power that it possessed.
For in the devil's playground, she learned,
That sometimes, one must embrace what is spurned.
She was playing in the devil's playground,
A place where darkness and chaos abound.
Yet she danced and twirled with such grace,
As if she were in heavenly space.
The devil himself watched in awe.
As she moved with such poise and grace.
He had never seen such beauty before, a sight that left him wanting more.
But she knew the danger of this game,
And refused to be swayed by his fame.
For she had a light that shone so bright,
That it could pierce through the darkest night.
So she continued to dance and play in the devil's playground day by day.
For she knew that she was strong enough to resist his temptations and his roughness.
In the end, she emerged victorious, having conquered the devil's playground notoriously.
She had found her inner strength,
And never again would she be held at length.
©kami
K