the precocious soul

 
I think I'm going to hell...

I know such a place exists I think I was there before
I mean I say my prayers and I hear God
he tells me his truest form is in hell
and he wants to take me there
so he can have his way with me sexually
he gets turned on by my distress

how do you fight that?

no one at church would believe me
surely I'm mistaken
but it's the same being I heard since childhood
telling me hell is an amusing place
a place where he plays

I ask him for mercy
to be kind to me
to not allow his baser instincts to rule when dealing with me
he says there's just something about me
I guess I rub him the wrong way

I am not one of the sheep
I'm not sure I'm a wolf either
I don't belong anywhere
he says I have ruled alongside him in hell
that my horde awaits my presence
that they miss me

if that is the case
I am on parole from hell
I don't want to go back

he says there are delicacies to be had there
that can't be tasted anywhere else
I've done my time
I wonder what my crime was
but God tells us clearly

he made some just to destroy them
to make the others frightened and to show his power

I will see you there Father