Luci
“Hi I’m Luci, welcome to Hell! Make yourself comfortable we have cookies and punch over in the corner.”
“You’re Lucifer…?”
“Oh honey nobody has called me that in four hundred years.”
“Right. Luci.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Well besides being denied entrance at the gates of Heaven, um, it’s just that, well-”
“Spit it out kid.”
“Well you’re just not what I pictured when I thought of Lucifer.”
“Oh please just because my horns are purple instead of red doesn’t mean they’re any less menacing.”
“I meant the fact that you’re a wom-”
“So what’s your story? You strike me as the ‘I stopped going to church when I was 15 and I killed my roommate at camp without anyone noticing type’, or wait maybe an adulterer… I can’t tell.”
“My neighbor, not my roommate.”
“Ha! I was close. So your not much of a people person huh? I get it, I’m not either. It’s hot down here man and even though on the outside I’m a classy lady ya girl can get real sweaty real fast. People don’t tend to enjoy the scent. I think that’s why all the earthling are so wary of me.”
“Are you sure it’s not the horns and the dagger teeth?”
“These? People love these!”
“Right.”
“So what was the deal with you and your neighbor?”
“I’m just not a fan of people and close spaces. He was mowing his lawn and it got a little out of hand.”
“Yeah I’d say so.”
“When I pictured myself in Hell I always thought of flames and horrible torture devices. This isn’t so bad. You guys have cookies and I haven’t seen any demons yet.”
“Well don’t get too comfortable.”
“Wait, what are you doing?”
“Oh nothing.”
“Why are we standing in front of an elevator?”
“I threw you a party! Over 100 people came to celebrate with you in this elevator!”
“I just told you I don’t like people or tight spaces!”
“Welcome to Hell.”
damage to the body, destruction of the mind.
I have had both
Words
Leave scars
Upon my memories
Where happiness once resided
And hands
Bruise my body
When all it begged for
Was comfort.
I am strong enough
To endure the hurtful hands
That once ravaged my surface
But there is no fight left
Inside the depths of my soul.
God is from Mars...
"Damn, Him!", She thought to herself, "He always has to have things His way!"
As they lay in bed, She rolled over and said to Him, "You know it's always too hot for me in this place. Can't you consider how I feel once in a while? It keeps me up all night, tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable!"
He responded with His usual unchanging expression: "Don't be ridiculous, it's PERFECT in here. Always has been, always will be".
She had worried that She was letting herself be taken advantage of in this relationship, but He had certain irresistible qualities. All that power and glory would be hard for any cherubim to resist, but She was supposed to be the most perfect of His creations, and, in Her mind, His absolute equal. She always hated Herself for being so weak when it came to Him, but She always came back for more.
She knew there was something a little strange with their relationship; after all, She was His creation, but there was no one else in all of Heaven She could consider as a lover. Yes, it was a little incestuous, but no one else compared to Him in terms of, well... everything. From the moment She became aware of His existence, She had to have Him. Of course, She knew that when He created Her, He knew that would happen. She decided that She wasn't going to let predestination be an excuse for Him getting away with running roughshod over Her feelings any longer. She had to take a stand.
"You know, its not only the temperature in here, its the whole 'Almighty God' thing. I mean, I know in your case it's true, but really, you'd think you could let it go once in a while. Does everything always have to be according to your will?"
"What's the alternative?", He asked. "You know, believe it or not, there are times when it would be nice to relax a little, but I have no choice. I have to run the place. It's a paradox, I know, but I have no choice. Nothing, including you, including me, exists without me. It has to be this way, because it is what it is".
She rolled her eyes. "There you go again. Its all about you, you, you. You can't lower the temperature in here just a little so I can get a decent night's sleep? God forbid (literally) I should get what I want once in a while."
God thought, "You ungrateful bitch! I gave you life; I provide for your sustenance; I make it possible for ALL things to exist, and still you aren't happy? Well, you think it's hot in here..."
He boomed, "Lucifer!" Lightening bolts shot from his eyes, and his voice rolled like thunder, "I have heard enough of this ungrateful noise! Silence!"
She stood before him, defiantly, and said,"You cannot silence me! You are a prisoner of your own making! You wanted a creation that could choose to love you, but failed to understand that love must be a trade that benefits both parties! It cannot be truly gotten by obligation or just because you think you deserve it!"
He glared at Her across their bedroom. "My very Existence does not allow unholy dissent in my presence. You shall be banished to a place I shall create entirely for your punishment! And just to prove the point, it will be one thousand times as hot there as it is here!! Be gone!"
The next thing She knew She was completely alone, immersed in a lake of fire. Over time She would learn to love it and understand that this extreme heat represented Her ability to stand in the face of the Almighty, exercising Her free will. Yes, She sometimes longed for the days of Glory, but She gained strength and power from Her punishment.
He sometimes sent other fallen angels to Her little lake of fire as punishment for their rebellious nature. She accepted them with open arms, realizing that they also represented the concept of "choice". She loved Her little army of fallen angels, and they loved Her, too. Over the millennia they became a family.
A few thousand years later She noticed that He had created a tiny new Universe designed to be filled with a new kind of creature, called "humans", also capable of free will. The first Heaven had proven to be a colossal failure. He would try again and create a new paradise; He was sure this time would be different and they would choose to love Him, although He had to know they would not. A choice to "do or die" is no choice at all.
After the humans had settled in to their new Garden Paradise, Lucifer decided She would pay the woman, named Eve, a little visit.
She slept very well that night, despite the great heat.
a note to anyone, who will listen.
How can I explain to you
What I can’t even explain to myself
When there’s so much
Going on
In my mind
That I can’t understand
The only way to escape from yourself
Is the comfort you find
From the bad habits you form
To make it numb enough
For one more day
To get out of bed
And force that smile
To conquer those tears.
Being at war with yourself
Is the most terrifying part of life
No one understands this
Despite what they tell you
Because you don’t understand this
How could you possibly understand
What you can’t put into words
The world
looks right through your smile
You let them
No one notices how long
You have been tired
Eventually,
Everything will catch up to you.
You will lose this war.
Rejection, disguised by love.
How dare you say I was hard to love
When all I ever needed
Was your arms wrapped around me
At 4am when my monsters came out to play
All I ever wanted
From you
Was one more kiss
Another laugh
The chance to hear you say my name
Please say my name
One more time
I was never hard to love
You just didn't pay attention
To the way I folded your shirts
A certain way
To avoid an argument
Or how I'd still tuck you in all those nights
After you went to bed
Mad at me
again
When all I wanted was to know
Was how your day went
Or why I’m enough anymore
When I used to light up your world
And now you won't even come home,
It's been four days since you left
And this isn't the first time you told me
You're going to your mom's for awhile
But I know better
Do you remember that drive we took
The day that wouldn't end
You yelled for hours
And then you finally said
I don't think I love you anymore.
When you lay your head next to hers tonight
Memorize her details
Like you once did my freckles
Hold her close
Like the damage
I hold in my mind
But don't you dare ever say
I was hard to love
When all I wanted
Was one second of your day
To show you how much
You meant to the girl
Who tiptoed her way through
Three years of fear
To tuck you in every night
As you slept soundly with the taste of her
On the same lips that you used to kiss me with
All of those times your insults left me crying
When you just wanted to shut me up.
I remember how much you hated when I was upset
Nothing else could anger you more
Except for the thought of me.
I will never understand
How my love for you
Made you want to hurt me
For all of those years
When all I ever did
Was tuck you in
Every night
Love you
Did I tell you that I love you
Oh yeah
Everyday for the last 4 fucking years
Did I tell you that I'd always be there?
Oh right
Each night before our eyes closed
Did you believe it
Did you fucking care
Only when you needed me
Only when I was convenient
Only when it worked for you
Did you love me
Were you there for me
Fuck no
Because why
I was never your problem
You were always mine
Dont Try To Fix People
Don't fall in love with their broken pieces
Fall in love with the way they put themselves back together
Pay attention to each tool they use
The way they reassemble each tear and bruise
And maybe, just maybe if you happen to be the glue
That holds together the last piece or two
Then maybe their love is meant for you
