Alone with self....

I can hear the devil's laugh
the same voice i had heard before
during spring, the previous year
he had haunted me for days
poisoning my thoughts
with his vile tongue
i fought him for a long time
but with each passing day
louder became his rantings
sharper became his words
and one day i saw him smile
not a wicked one
but one with heavenly attraction
and as i thought about it
everything changed in me
wicked beast was he...
shot an arrow with his tongue,
one as sharp as a rose thorn, at me
i knew it was all over
fangs of jealousy pawed at my heart
which with each beat
pumped rage and anger
and so days passed with shouts and fights
at times i heard this feeble voice
somewhere deep inside it weeped
but whenever i sought for it
i saw the devil smile in me

the path of destruction
i had paved will end now
with nothing to loose
and no one to care
i stand at the very edge
looking down at the deep vale
i smile with no fear in me
and again i hear his laughter
a maniacal, knowing laugh
telling me to do it
so that he can escort me,
when i reach the gates of hades,
to his treacherous abode
HELL.........