Looking back at photos,
I saw how I was as a child.
Even at seven, I already learned.
Learned to put on a mask,
I already learned to hide.
I started walking a lonely path.
A path that will eventually bring me here,
A crossroad of my life.
To choose to reject love and be a demon?
Or to accept love and be a mortal?
A demon told me tonight.
He told me of the prices…
What we have to face as a demon.
He never thought I would chose this path,
Never thought I will turn like him…
Except for one thing,
I murdered someone and he saved that person.
Now he is trying to save me.
Stripping himself of being a demon. Why?
To save that person and me from myself.
I knew the price,
Still I killed him,
Him, the one I longed and dreamt for,
The one that accepted my twisted soul.
I rejected him. My dream, my love.
I was so close to walking down that path.
But I was saved.
He was saved.
Saved by a demon,
The final irony of it… |
Submission Name: Saved by a demon
