Nice little poem about meeting the devil. A $uicideBoy$ x XXXT -esque experience. Presented with a slow and haunting mood. Bruxism reached out to some when he put this out, thanking them for their support in the message.
[Verse 1]:
I been tryna tell this story for the longest of minutes
But every time I try to write it I just wanna forget it
Because the more I think about it I just question the facts
Then I think about my sanity and question the past;
This was about when I was 17 or something like that
I was living like a junkie
I was walking the path
I wasn't really on the shit
I just wanted to play
Snorting lines in the city with my foot in the grave
I used to hang around town til the money was finished
And then I used to walk home while I'm tryna forget it
On this particular night, I wasn't able to get it
So I began the long walk bout an hour I'd give it
It was a cold day, everything was serene
I wasn't paying much attention to the set and the scene
I had a little dust left in a baggie I'm holding
And I was tryna make it home in the cold it was snowing
I got to halfway there on the edge of the city
When I could feel the fucking hangover was tryna get me
So I just pulled out my phone
Out of my coat
Rack a line hit the 20 feel the drip in my throat
[Verse 2]:
Chest started playing right along with the beat
I took a second to consider where I was in the street
The street lights cast shadows on the dark and the haze
But right away I knew the truth, something wasn't the same;
And I could feel my hair stand on the back of my neck
I looked behind as I walked
Tryna keep it in check
But there was something following even though I can't see it
I didn't know if I was paranoid or I should believe it
And every second that passed, I hoped the feeling would pass
But it continued to last
I started walking it fast
I started hearing little whispers in the track in my head
My heart beating so loud, I couldn't hear what it said
I wondered if I was spiked, or if I'm going insane
I stared out at the night
I heard it calling my name
And even if it was black, I heard it clear the day
I knew then it's fact
I knew this wasn't a game
[Verse 3]:
Took off I was running bout as fast as I could
I tried ducking and weaving between the streets of my hood
And then I got to the street that lead me down through the woods
An old park where the junkies came to hide and get good
The street lights long gone, it was me and the fear
If I had died right then I knew that no one would hear
When suddenly I shuddered violently and dropped to the dirt
My cold face flushed
Eyes so wide that it hurt
Right before me was an entity as black as the night
He stood silent in a way that just wasn't alright
I couldn't see his eyes but I felt the weight of his look
And it was then I met the Devil while I crumbled and shook
A couple seconds passed but it felt like hours and hours
I didn't falter or waver or move for I was in awe of it
That was when I heard him speak and it just wasn't aloud
But I could hear him in my soul just as you hear me now;
He told me I could be a god I could rule over earth
I could live the life I wanted with no pain and no hurt
He told me all about his plans and I sat I listened
I didn't say a fucking word
Mouth trapped like a prison
And when he finished then he told me
What was my task
And then he gave me a job
I was given a pact
It was a trade-off;
He only wanted my words
And in exchange for that
Well he would give me the world
I didn't wanna tell the people what I said in return
But even so when he vanished man I wasn't concerned
Every now and then I think about that trip in the woods
And I know it was the drugs, but then I've never been sure
But really this is what I ask
This is why I'm alive;
W h a t w o u l d y o u d o i f t h e d e v i l c a m e t o y o u
I n t h e n i g h t?