My Personal Hell

There he was in my dream as if a beautiful nightmare. I could hear the raspy voice off in the distance that has no face. We're making the deal he says, I help you I get your soul he says. He's helping me avenge the ones that I loved that got murdered. For when he holds up his end of the bargain I hold up mine and I'm his for eternity.

My mother always warned me not to sell my soul to the Devil.