Going back to life when I saw hell reversed,
Heaven found a runner to pick me up at devil's turn,
Life reimbursed, I dreamt for redemption's bounds,
Necessary intervention at the divine's sounds.
I fell deep into fine demon's hearts,
Read pieces on fiend's lost sacred arts.
For I journeyed perdition, murdered unity,
Made a pact with the epitome of reality.
I mistook peace for shattered glass,
As Hell laid pieces of hope's cutlass.
I sacrificed ends and hellfire amends,
Precious demise vanished at Reaper's turn,
I picked my poison, and took my drug,
Eyes lit black shadows on dreams forsaken.
I misread texts and claimed love as illusion,
Gave up motion and endowed silence,
Failed omnipotence and verified sanity,
Misunderstood science for creative vanity.
I permitted sorrow for consequential thought,
Only starred distraught as fame ran amok,
Kept disaster in mind for hell hath fury,
Tender tears lied buried in coals unbidden.
I looked to Satan while others to God,
Squandered ambition with a coward's words.
I relinquished rationality and took to existing,
Because humans knew best -
There was a fine line between immolation,