Hell

Hell, 
By definition a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after 
death, 
She knew it was a place and she had been told about it many times, 
It’s where evil people are sent and she wasn’t one of them, 
She was pure and for her to be sent there would be absurd, 
However she has felt the flames of the devil, 
She’s walked alongside him, 
Her fingers intertwined with the fallen angel, 
And it burned her flesh but she just held on tighter, 
Because she was sure the pain would go away, 
He’s a fallen angel so at one point he was good, 
And that must still be somewhere inside of him, 
She was naive and innocent, 
Her angelic eyes looked into his demonic pupils, 
And she thought she was feeling a piece of Heaven, 
As she stood there dancing with the devil, 
He walked away while keeping a solid stare with her, 
Flames arose and she was shown his true identity, 
The deep red became clear as she felt the pain, 
She ran to him and made her lips touch hers so she could verify the truth, 
And as no surprise the flesh of her lips were pink and raw, 
His touch hurt her more than his absence ever would, 
That’s something the poor, innocent girl never understood, 
He was good, 
He used to be good, 
She wanted him to be good … for her, 
But he couldn’t even if he wanted to, 
Leaving her was the best he could do, 
He knew the wrath of hell would devour her virtuous soul, 
So he left and allowed that to destroy her, 
She was alone, 
Instead of being surrounded by the devil and Hell itself, 
She became the ignition to the fire that is within her and herself, 
No one could protect her from what was inside and the self loathe she grew, 
From the loss of him, 
And then she was gone, 
With the devil; dancing.