This is a poem I wrote last year, and didn't feel like posting it till now. Have fun reading it.

Subconscious Hell

Walking around at the base of my subconscious

I need to find some place of sanctuary

Where I will not be jugged of actions

I must find this place before I take my own life

There I saw it, a burning world of eternal flame

The answer to my internal questions

The flames lick my heart, embracing it

Welcoming me was the devil himself

Arms wide open, mouth opened wide in chant

Then I learn he does this for every new soul

I’m just another one of his pawns

Another object of pleasure for him

Beckoning me forward, I look up at him

All I see is pure love, no hate that most people say

I went up and sat down beside him, making me

Making me the She-Devil of the place

Loved, respected, mother, ruler