A favorite poem of mine. Inspired to Dance with the Devil by, Breaking Benjamin.

Ballerinas and Businessmen

Waltzing through the hordes
of ballerinas and businessmen,
I find myself lost.

where am i
is the question constantly pondered
as I wander and
glimpse fragments of life

catching cutouts of songs
and snippets of cardboard,
I dance through the hordes
of ballerinas and businessmen.

who are you
is what brings to mind
that one night when I lost my mind
I was on the floor, the hordes
of ballerinas and businessmen
parted for me and I was on top of the world
for only a few moments

I danced with the Devil.

We waltzed through the hordes
of ballerinas and businessmen
and tangoed down Main Street,
stopping traffic with our beauty

ever since then I have been lost.
I went insane while I danced
and I can't quite recall,
but I sold my soul that night

And I can't find myself willing to care.

I looked at the Devil
straight in the eyes and saw Hell.
I'm not afraid,
I wasn't prone to cowering,
but I saw the truth
let the truth bring you the justice!
they called.
And so it did...

because now I'm insane
and He is my favorite partner.

I danced with the Devil
and came out above the hordes
of ballerinas and businessmen,
forever doomed to be lost.

the best night of my life,
I died.

and when I get to Hell,
I will dance with the Devil for all eternity.