Conversation between Mortal and Satan

sometimes when you are weighed down you have to weigh the pros and cons

I wish you would hurry and decide my fate
And not toss me around like a fish with it's bait
I'm still alive, and I'm tired of the wait
Are you taking me or not?

Be patient my child for murder is an art
I have to pick the right scene and actor for the part
This kind of stuff has to come from the heart
After all it's my job...

Whatever...please...just stop the rain
If I did go, what would I obtain?
What would I lose, and what would I gain?
Please answer me...

You'd lose the burden of mortal shame
As my Queen you would have everlasting fame
Everyone in Hell would know your name
It's what you've always wanted...

Get lost Devil, I've changed my mind
I tripped over some sense someone left for me to find
Give me a second to let the tape rewind
Here's what I found...

You NEVER help people...

What'd you think? I love writing poems, so I thought I'd try this.