Devil

Hands around my throat,

Gasping for air.

I hear his whisper in my ear,

"Shut up, you're no voice to hear."

Over my body; under the sheets,

I let the Devil take me and put me to sleep.

A man with a smile,

cruel intentions all the while,

holding me down,

in a bed to drown.

"Shut up,” he whispers, “there's no one else around."

The Devil took my body; disguised as a man,

with a smile on his face,

looking at my throat,

tightening his hands.