I never thought that you and I would ever meet again
A memory, a sick twisted memory of what we were. I walk into your clutches unknowingly, looking from my hands and seeing you're piercing eyes. How are you still in my life? Why must you follow me no matter where i go? I thought i had gotten out of your clutches but no, you insistently pop into my life. Haven't you done enough damage? That look... brings my heart to a halt as you stare at me, piercing my soul with that knowing gaze. That challenging gaze... As if to challenge if i truly belong to my angel. Well listen here demon, you never had me in the first place.
I mourn the loss of you sometimes and pray for peace within
The thought of you sickens me. I mourned losing you in the first place, but no not anymore sir. I hide my face from you, remembering everything that occurred between us and clutch my angel's hand. He doesn't know the extent of damage you've done to me, he just knows you scare me to death. You look at me and what am i to do but scream to run away in my head? That's all i can do because i was never strong enough to actually do anything.
The word 'distraught' cannot describe how my heart has been
Distraught... What a word to describe my heart when i see you. Yes, i become a mess when i see you, because i know i couldn't stop you from doing anything you want to me. I can scream, but you outweigh me in strength and smarts. I have my angel though, and he won't let you get near me. You'd never get far, because he's always there and you know it. You know better than to challenge him.
But where do we begin now that you're back from the dead?
You were and are still dead to me. Try and try again you want to come back to this world, to rule as a king. You never even became a king in your life, so why would you in death? Guess what, no matter what you do you'll be a demon disguised as a prince, and no one can ever change that. Death becomes you or so they say. So embrace it, for you will always be that way.
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