Thursday, October 22, 2015

demon...

Where did the wind blow?
Through these silent nights 
Of misfortune.
When did my fire die down?
Against ice cold fields
That spelled caution
Why did I swear 
through and through?
To protect you 
Till my dying breath.
When I knew who I was
Burnt out and destined
To befriend death.
Immortal 
With a price to pay
I live everyday
with a guilt so bright
Fooling the devil 
Along my way
How do I sleep soundly
Through the winter nights?
Forgive me
for what I am
A creature 
The epitome of destruction
What I’ve been 
In your thorn filled memories
A ruthless being
The demon’s construction.

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