DRINK WITH THE DEVIL

“Let’s make a deal,” he told me
“I know ya pockets hurt.”
But for the work he could conceal the lonely
Put a few bills on me, but I know most of the real be phony
He smiled, “I frown on how you think of me,
Sit down and have a drink with me”
Something told me not to listen
What he’s spitting is not his wisdom
I thought, ‘I’ll pass’
Till he started filling my glass with optimism
He said, “I took you out to dine fancy,
Isn’t the wine fancy? I see ya eyes glancing…
Yea she fine, you can take her…she’s eye candy”
He continued on, telling me my rhymes can be
some of the hottest and I can soar to tip the horizon
He keeps saying I’m hot, all I feel is the temperature rising
“So sign here on the dotted line if you believing my lies…
I mean if you believe you can confide in me”
Together we can rise as high as the heat
The whole room was staring at me with shiesty grins
The most unwelcoming faces, yet seemed to be inviting me in
I signed right with the pen, immediately felt imprisoned in walls
Saw what he filled my glass with wasn’t optimism at all
Blind to the scheming, I had dined with the demons
Choking up as I seen my dreams of music drifted
lifted into the air, twisted and broken up
The bartender was a sinner, customers was a sinner
This hustler was a sinner, the waitress was a sinner
Just a sign that it’s time for me to face the hatred on the inner
So overwhelmed by the harsh, Hell was a mirage
A lesson for those lone cries, the flames was a reflection of my own eyes
Staring into my half empty glass I had to think to myself
Nobody’s here…and I was having a drink with myself

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"It's the knowledge of the youth untold
Our roots ungrown, so when the truth unfolds
You will realize and know it's me
I told you my story through the eyes of poetry
I ran for the light, darkness soon banned from my life
And I'd be damned for the strife
but I'm as deep as my words...so I AM what I write" - Prolific