Satan
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I feel his hot breath upon my cheek
Hurrying to devour, wishing me dead
Singling me out as if I were a freak
I silence the fears as I hear his critique
Stifling my tears, he fills me with dread
I feel his hot breath upon my cheek
I scream for help – I shriek and I shriek
Tormenting thoughts are soon widespread
Singling me out as if I were a freak
I realize my heart feels dark, so bleak
Shadows of grief bring tortures unsaid
I feel his hot breath upon my cheek
I doubt all the joy that I once did seek
Silencing my dreams – his loathing fed
Singling me out as if I were a freak
I only know him as my enemy, the sneak
The devil who ruins – in the bible I read
I feel his hot breath upon my cheek
Singling me out as if I were a freak
FIRST PERSON VILLANELLE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS
August 11, 2022
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2022
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