Gate

He had left it all,
he wasn't quiet tall,
walking through the gates of hell,
yet no one could ever tell,
sand burning his tiny feet,
pushing himself through the heat,
the 'Angel' would be with him they said,
but 'Satan' was in his head,
Silence he said to his thoughts,
as they fought,
eyes turning red,
he could never lay in bed.
~ Mansi Gupta