The Devil You Know

He who faces downward spirals, begins to see his face in the mirror. It's a muddy caricature of a devil you know. He punishes and then all hell breaks loose.

Absurd! Corrupt! This folly will no longer go on! Said the man in deep trouble. How can we bare the non-sensical betrayal of those we love, when we trust them so much it hurts in the guts. You! Yes, you! Come here! The child came, she was scared but lacked expression, same as the beautiful things that are untouched by stupid and aggressive demands. He did demand, and the child obeyed. A great back-hand slap gave him something to think about. Well, should’ve betrayed your father now? The blood dripped in the corner of his mouth. The man’s ring was flooded but the act itself was empty, it had no meaning except to express anger. So long see you, and you better not pass through me in this corridor today, not unless you want another slap! Pointed his finger at the kid in strident voice, the kid stared at the floor. What’s fair in a world someone helpless can be beaten? Thought the maid. The betrayal existed only in one’s mind for he who faced downwards in spiral, stepped into a dark mud whose only destiny is to sink even more, forever, in the hearts of the men that slapped children without a regret. ‘Tis I the man, me the monster. I live in a simulation for cows. I bite the grass and s**t in my own ground, but different than them, I have no soul. ‘Tis I the monster, who eat the little fingers that bend the doorknob at night. I’ll see you through your hell full of fire, in the somber kitchen in which you open the fridges door. My eyes are blinded by light for I’m a creature of the night, and I’ll punish you, as no one will ever. See me, be scared of me. Voices, sounds. I’m the devil, you are small. I’m bright as heaven was in the beginning, now it’s full of lost souls, yours is mine. I’ll drink it in the dusk at warm midnight. Ah! The betrayal, He broke my heart! But then, everything was overshadowed by limitless insight. I’m guilty of all charges, but not a monster you can kill, just one you’ll regret seeing, for in your nightmares I’ll be, to scare you once more.