The other night, as I was wading through the dark alley of my thoughts, I came across two creatures-
Demon from my dreams and Angel of fear.
I looked them in the eye and asked, "Are you lost?"
They recognized me and together they cried.
"We wish but we aren't." they continued sobbing as I walked past them wondering if they were high.
They followed me into this reality, pleading me to make a choice.
"We are here to offer you a trade, Be wise to choose...." and so on.
"Ah, get over it already," I said "I have a deal with the devil yet to be made."
"Fame, wealth and dreams fulfilled," the demon showed the ambrosial, frothing potion.
The angel offered a cloying sweet saying,"Love, respect and peace are in this."
I reached for the potion without hesitation then stopped myself.
"Take me to your master or make a deal among yourself."
They regarded each other and vanished, taking me away from my streets as well.
Then I was walking alone in a cemetery for a while.
Then I fell in a grave and found myself face to face with the devil himself.
I sighed and punched him in the throat.
He whelped and jumped away from his pursuing foe.
I cackled and chased him merrily, asking him to give me both the potion and the sweet.
The angel and demon appeared along side the devil, all three running away now.
They wailed, "Trade away your most precious possessions and take away these infinities."
That offer made me think of everyone dear to me.
Figures in cloak appeared immediately.
I ran with potion and sweet to share with them as we laughed and joked and I found cloak on me and we laughed some more.
I am now half stuck in a limbo ever since.