The devils strength

I walk in a shadow looking for
myself,I inhale the scent of the
devils venom. Flourishing in his
poison,walking behind him.

I feel a strength that only he can
give,my heart is numb from his poison.
My mind is crazed, with no escape.

I cannot feel pain in the state that
I am in,my body has suffered enough
from his hands of sin.

I try to look and feel heartless,
this is to save me from more misery.
I cannot bleed,if I could then that
would mean I could feel.

I walk behind the devil taking in
his strength,this is when I feel
my safest.No longer another's victim.