Before I fall,
There's something to say.
My servants, they call,
It was always to end this way.
Before I go,
To fiery pits of pain,
I'd like to let you know,
It was all for my own gain.
Before I leave,
I have one request;
Keep your heart on your sleeve,
It makes you your best.
Before I disappear,
I have to say to you,
Don't live in fear.
I bid you adieu.
Before I fall,
One last thing, you see,
Despite it all,
The devil is me.
YOU ARE READING
Without The Glass Screen and Other Poems
PoesieAbout The Author: @auntiesatan, better known as Aimee, is a teen author with little-to-no experience in poetry, however she strives daily to improve all forms of her writing, starting with poetry. Her most successful poem to date, with 120+ likes on...
