There Is No Going Back

Witches brew,

Jack O'Lanterns burning bright,

black cats screaming in the night,

this night you knew,

would change your life.

You make a wish,

hoping it comes true,

but before the night ends,

the moment you will rue.

As night covers the soul you carry,

you realize, far too long you did tarry,

the night will end with a soul whisked away,

and the Devil will laugh until the next Halloweeen day.

His shrill laughter grates at your very being,

seeing,

the folly of your mistake,

for the Devil's home;

it is where your eternity awaits.