The Devil and I - Part I

I have a lesson of how Satan stole my shattered soul. He prayed on my wounded heart, while leading me into temptation. I was trapped in a spell. My indiscretions took over my life leading me down the darkest path of desolation. A breath from rock bottom, I was moments away from having a soul. Life was bleak. Life was dreary. I used to be happy, pretty, and sweet. Instead, I had lost all decency. I called upon all inevitable mortality—a rapid false end to all my problems and pain. Everything I had was sold while my home became a broken shell, faded in second to my cold sweats, anxiety, and shaking despair in the clutches of evil. I was so low and out of control. My life meant nothing as I chased after the devil’s gold. In one sole direction I was …falling…falling...into eternal loss and soon straight to my death.