The devil looked me in the eye -

I only wanted a drink...

I wanted to be dead to hurt -

I didn't want to think...

"They lie to you always,

forever & ever & still you choose to believe?"

"Just give in & nothing can hurt you again;

you will never again have to grieve."

But I drank my drink & smiled a smile -

I looked him in the eye...

The Children told me I have a strength -

perhaps that's why I don't die...

There must be a way to protect myself

& not give up on the others...

The Devil, he smiled -

no longer reviled -

he said: "We are almost like brothers."