The Boy

The Boy!

Sitting in a darkened room, not that far from Hell,
Set a little blonde haired boy, who didn't look to well,
I asked him what he was doing sitting in low light,
He said "I'm getting ready, ready for a fight".

"Hell is where I'm heading, its where I must now go"
"It's time to see old Satan to give him what I owe"
He lifted up a heavy heart and put it in his pack
I don't think it's the only thing he carried in that sack.

He walked into the distance, walking very slow,
but did my eyes deceive me or did he start to grow,
I ran up quick behind him too see what I could see
and nearly died in disbelief the little boy was...ME?