Devil's Palm

Member since 2004 · Posted 29 Aug 2004 · 4 comments

I sit in the Devil's hand. Just one drink, it never depends. With one sip, no problems, no worries, no cares, It feels intense, one more drink. Discouraged and scared I walk away, forgetting the past and all the pain. As I finish the bottle, my life shatters against the wall. He the one they call "The Devil" has challenged us all. What was important, no longer is. What was mine is now his. I made all the wrong choices before. Now I will never get the chance to walk through those white doors.

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[n/a] Brandy_n_Cali 30-Aug-04/3:30 PM Reply

somone comment please

[5] Dovina › Brandy_n_Cali 30-Aug-04/3:48 PM Reply

As you finish the bottle, drunk, you see the devil, and what was yours is now his. You decide you have made all the wrong choices and will be denied heaven. It's a workable theme, but I don't see it developed, no reasons given.

[4] nentwined › Dovina 7-Sep-04/8:28 PM Reply

ditto, ish, though workable is debatable.

[8] sliver 4-Sep-04/8:19 AM Reply

I think you should sleep on this and hit it again, it begs for more.