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Poem: Bad Kids Go to Hell

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I’m the thing that goes bump in the night
That you can’t see
Why I’m allowed to see the light of day
Is completely meaningless to me
So send me back to Hell
I’ve had my fill of Heaven
I’m ready to go back home

Cold blood pumps its way
Through these tattered and damaged veins
After my pride took over
And refused salvation from those who offered
Too stubborn for my own good,
I knew it would be my undoing

Honey, I know you can feel me
Crawling beneath your bed
You should watch your back
When I’m after your neck

The envy deep inside me
Burns green as I watch those
Who know how to walk around
With life shining inside of their eyes
Something I never learned
I was seventeen and never knew how to smile

The Wicked Witch of the West is going out of style
I’ll take her place, showing you what evil really is
I’ll make you wish your knife had never
Ripped through the flesh of my back

Now my wrath is uncontrollable
You fucked with me one too many times
Your demonic and twisted games
Lost their charm ages ago, my dear
Be sure to look over your shoulder
When you walk home alone at night

My soul was lost before I even knew I had one
I never knew I had a heart until you broke it
So I’m rejecting anything people use
As a modern healing method
The sloth inside of me will grow strong
As you forsake my existence
On this planet you think you own

I’ll be waiting for you under the water
My face, all red and bruised
I screamed aloud but no one came running
I became my own savior
God is inside of me,
I’ll meet you in Hell
You let me down inside the waves
I’ll be sitting on the throne
As you rot inside the flames

I was your sacrifice
I met you down at your altar
Thought we came to worship and give thanks
Not for you to use me as your offering
You said I was everything you wanted
But the greed overcame your soul
Wanted more from me than I could give you

I am what you made me
Now you’re too afraid to open your eyes
I bet you didn’t think it would come to this
Standing here with your hands
Bound behind your back

I warned you from the start
I’m the evil your mother warns you about
But you looked down,
You stared into the world beneath you
I rose up from the grave you put me in
Tonight, I’m going to turn you out

Believe me darling,
This isn’t going to be easy
Your overindulgence of me
Took more out of me than you gave in return
You thought I’d be screaming your name
But I’m going to make you open up your mouth
You’re about to taste my pain
After all we’ve done,
Mixing our blood
Burying the bottle six feet under
I’m about to break your mind
You dirty little fuck

The lust we grew was hot and addictive
Your lips trailing down my skin
My tongue played with yours
Our demons got along all too well
I knew from the start just how we would end
You could say you love me,
But darling it is not enough

Your futile attempts to save my soul
Makes the evil deep inside grow stronger
Don’t offer your words of advice
I won’t believe them anyway
Don’t tell me there’s a better place
No more preaching of a happy place
Because darling, what you didn’t know is
I’m already in Hell
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desert-druid's avatar
I like it. Especially, "I am what you made me" - seems to echo the point of the poem very effectively.