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.