Lucifer

The wind brought the devil

and in a mirrored silence, Lucifer and I danced tonight.

Jet black eyes reflected his soul;

a leaping fire, consuming, burning his heart to dust, scattered by the ravens circling his remains.

Through his darkness I drew my veil, a broken fence to his call

and as my heart birthed stones, I felt his burning flesh firmly grasped on my hand,

his ashen remains pulling me towards his abode.

There was only a blackness that lay a choking hold on to life itself

a suffocation that clawed at the dirt

scrabbling, writhing,
destroyed.

Therein lay an empty sack of bones and hollowed skulls that lay bleeding with their sins,
a wasteland desecrated by the stench of the damned. 

A harsh guttural cry escaped from the torn out voices as the broken feasted on the discarded, and a rattling heralded their demise.

Watching as the air within each cell was sucked dry, depleted, 

each soul lay paralysed, charred in the fire of regret.

God stood as a witness to my annihilation,

destruction by my own hand.

God Almighty above, save me from myself.