The Devil's Face (Resembles Me?)
The devil has always been,
A faceless entity
To me.
Until now at least.
Now it has become clear.
I can see.
The devil
In front of me.
They are no singular person.
Instead a pair.
Familiar sight.
Lungs devoid of air.
The devils gaze at me.
Recognizable set eyes.
No surprise.
Why is this reality?
First sight of a child.
Encounter with evil.
Life begins.
Happiness holds Fear’s hand.
Cruelty cannot go on forever.
My unwavering belief,
It quivers.
I search for aether.
People come and people go
The devils stay.
Always somewhere.
They grow and grow.
Evil is intertwined with me.
Has always been.
My genes.
How could I change?
Fire is burning my skin
Changes my look.
The same.
My faith is inescapable
Mirror in front of me,
Show me now.
My face.
It simply cannot be.
I have become the devil.
The cycle repeats.
End me.
Grant some mercy, please.