I have seen the Devil's face

I have seen the devil's face-
The gateway to the soul drenched in darkness-
All black-
Blacker than the soul that was there just before.
A darkness that grew larger and larger in its outward rage.
A hungry beast baring its teeth in its endeavor to quiver your very being-
Your soul
Your essence.
Ah, yes, I have seen the devil's face.
It stood before me telling me tales of becoming a satanist-
An atheist hell bent to tell thee God doesn't exist-
For where is the proof?
A soul drenched in darkness for all they have known is darkness.
An innocent soul that was violated and replaced with something much graver-
Much darker.
I have seen the devil's face.
Glimpses of an empty vessel-
No sign of any chance of a fullfilling life.
- Christina DeFelice 

Glue Trap

A small mouse caught in the glue trap
Writhing to wiggle free
Squeaking for help
A gut wrenching yearning to set him free
Yet, I'm pulled away
Told, it's too late
The writhing and squeaking stuck in my mind
Small little mouse, stuck in a glue trap
Letting the terror of what's to come sink in.
People walking by,
No heart to free you.
Stuck in glue-
Awaiting a cruel, inhumane death.