As I walk through every demonic door,
All I hear is the agonising and hurling words,
Yet again! Audible enough,
To infuriate my soul.
As I walk past every shattering mirror,
All I see is a fading and broken shadow,
Wallow away from a living body.
As I try to jump through the hoops of truth,
All I feel is the Satanic whispers and touches,
Drawing me back softly, and
Silently cursing me with his serpentine verses.
As I try again to walk through fire 'just to escape',
All I smell is the roasting and stinging fear of a lifeless fried body,
Burning in a red hot coal,
Till the ashes fly away in thin air.
As I don't try to walk or jump through any obstacle,
All I taste now is the venomous poison that lays on the tip of my lip,
I was draining bit by bit,
I was chained by his shackles, and
His cackles were engraved in my heart.
~ Nusrah 💎
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