The Devil's Deeds

By Belinda Reyes


They say the devil comes in many shapes and sizes,

But does he come as a man?

He hurt me for six years straight,

Now I can never love again.

I’m scared of being touched,

Because it reminds me of those cruel moments.

Every touch, every feel,

I want to forget what he has stolen.

He took away my happiness,

Something I wish I had back.

Those memories haunt me,

Every time I go to bed.

I’m afraid of sleeping alone,

Especially in the dark.

Because he might sneak in again,

And leave me with another mark.