Demon's Lament

What was I in this world?
Too long for me to remember
When frostbitten I hobbled down my past
In the long lost cold of December.
Seeing others dance in the light,
I remember the dreams I once had
Thoughts that were funny and filled with joy
And hopes that made me glad.
Then trying, only trying
To make my way from the dark
To take one stride towards the light
And make my monstrosity stark.
Is that what others saw in me?
This imposing silhouette of putrescence?
How could I ever have taken that dare
And made my way into their presence?
And then ashamed as I should have been
Scoffed at all my dark corners…
Beaten and gibed without defense
No money to bribe for mourners.
HA! And I thought I could be them.
Well I put that to shame!
No more light from there on out,
There was no one but me to blame.
So there I stayed and there I watched
For some odd chance to avenge.
Waiting until they unwittingly walked
Near my lonely soul. I wanted revenge.

Well time did pass as it passes now
And there I still awaited…
When a new age came around the bend
Though my mind still contemplated.

What am I to this world now?
Has it really changed that much?
Or is humanity still the same…
More than likely, I thought as such.
What monster, fiend and evil will we see!
Is that what they are wondering?
It lies there in those shadows!
Still I am pondering…
I see its eyes! Will it eat us, Mother?
I am not an ‘It’…
Stay away children…it is diseased!
I cannot stand it.
Papa, Papa…It’s coming for me!
I only want to look…
Get your claws off, Demon!!
It is my gentleness they mistook.
Now in a cry of wolfish misery,
I am running into the light.
I forget my vows and strong revenge
As I made my way to flight.
Tears of anguish welling inside
And pouring down my scars…
What wickedness did they see in me?!
That just my looks should mar?
Let me die, Oh Faithful God!
Do you not hear my plea?
Watch as I now mourn my life
And running away, I flee!
You made me this!
This distortion of ruined masks
I want no more than to give up life
That’s all any demon asks!
No more pictures, please, my foes.
I will not stir for life a smile.
So back away from my ugliness
With which I would (for evil) beguile.
Now hidden deep inside myself,
Crying, yes still crying…
Revenge doubly building…
But hopefully I am dying.

Well time does pass as it passes now
And there I still am waiting…
When a new age comes ‘round the bend
And my mind still contemplating.

What will I be to this world…I wonder.