Trickery

P.S. Skull in NZ/Australia means to chug (down a drink)

The devil offered me some poison -

I skulled it ravenously.

He said it would relieve the pain -

However, everything worsened.

My cranium was being attacked

with rapiers repetitively,

while the poison seeped and

steeped itself through the intricate

vascular bundles.

The sharp sensation in my crown

eased -

But my body transformed into a

corpse.

Thoughts were hateful -

And my actions reflected an eerie

silence -

My feelings deadened and

numbed.

I was no longer here -

I needed to get back!

I made a choice -

With my might and will -

I praised the people who

did me wrong.

Then the sky brightened,

the birds happily chorused and

the people who I had hurt -

Rekindled my love.

Outside was a garden of paradise and

triumph celebrated in laughter and play.

Listening to the sweet sounds of heaven -

New purpose and beginnings are granted.