Finding Darkness

The devil's thoughts are ensnaring my brain
I am held down by the iron grip that he bears
I'm being forced into a world of pain
His evil doings are creeping into my subconscious
I am desperately clawing away
But I'm exactly what he says
A selfish pathetic piece of trash that I am
No one is here to hold my hand, no one wants to rescue the hostile one
Not even the meek spiritless one
I'll sink deeper into his greed
The sun no longer dares to graze my skin
For nothing but the ice soil embraces me
The dead cannot move but I'm frantically thrashing to get out
I'm not meant to be here, it was all the devils idea
I am at his mercy, like his personal puppet on his violin strings
I am enthralled at his illusions of fantasy
But my mind has been clouded by his charisma
The view is narrowing and it's getting darker
All this leads to his front door; no other path can lead me out
Never have I been so lonely
Never have I been so afraid
I know there is no surviving this
I am to be dammed for all eternity for his creed  
I am no longer me, I am nothing but a hallow shell to his collection of souls
I am and will forever more be bound by his seal that has been placed upon my finger
I am a wedded widow of a monster