« Deep within the first circle of hell,
Resides the devil, Raphael.
In his house your presence permitted,
Behind his charm lies something wicked.
Deals in hand a professional closer,
A trickster, a fiend, an infernal composer.
At your back, his shadow falls,
With silver tongue his voice enthralls.
Offers made with honeyed words,
The promise of hopes and dreams inferred,
Contract signed in fires glow,
A mistake in which you’d not yet know.
Secrets held in finest print,
His true intent left not a hint.
Decisions made and clauses broken,
Twists and turns all left unspoken.
Paying now the devil’s due,
No sense of freedom left in you,
Soul and body torn asunder,
Spirit doomed to drift and wander.
Memories fade as time stands still,
Forced to carry out his will,
Bound to hang on devil’s rope,
Welcome to the House of Hope. »
Thanks to the Dark Lady of the Lullaby for this beguiling, atmospheric poem.
Thanks also to
@niinakristiina00 for the haunting artwork.
Charmed, I’m sure 🙏
The House of Hope has been busy today ! 🔥
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