How is it that one soul, one man...
one demon..
can change ones life forever?
why does one fall for those pretty lil lies,
and admiring charms
that demon could give off so well?
could it be that of love,
or just some fantasy
of what one would hope to be real?
what keeps that demon whole
while he rips at ones heart,
and shatters them down to absolutly nothing?
can he feel the emotions break loose?
does he see the pain hes caused,
the scars of his recantory, his obscurred absence.
will he ever understand?...
hes the one she loves,
the one who has every bit of her.
doesnt he acknowledge her existence?
perhaps not,
and one day she'll lie down her own life,
maybe then he'll open his eyes
beyond the demon felt flames,
and know...
hes the one she died for.
