The Devil That Holds Them

They walk around crying and afraid
Trying to hide from the mistake they made
They hate their mistake, but still refuse
To rid themselves of the Devil that Holds them
They Love him so, yet hate him more
But they refuse to let go, because they see no other
What they do see, they ignore
Because they only care for a Beautiful lover
But what they don't see
The thing that could make them Happy
The Angel in Disguise
The one with the Black Eyes
He smells of Death and Rotting flesh
And all they see is his Burnt flesh
Burnt and Scarred, from previous lives
So many Broken lives
Yet still he is Alive
No one knows why he won't just Die
But No one really Cares
They never really Cared
His Disguise is Hideous
But his soul, Beautiful
He may have Rotten skin
But he is not Rotting
Underneath that skin
He may be Hideous
But he's still an Angel
He is Pure of Heart, Beautiful within
But not Perfect. But who is Perfect?
Perfect. It's just a Word
But so many Words have caused him Pain
Words are just as Deadly as a Sword
They both can cause Excruciating Pain
Perfection. It's what we all strive for
But we were closer to Perfection before
But they don't know it
So they don't try to do better
They don't go to an Angel
But the Devil leaves when they lose the Color in their Eyes
Because he knows that when the Color and Shine are gone
They see the Truth, what's really going on
And they see Beyond the Angels Disguise
And they see what they did with their Lies
They see that they Killed him
Burnt his Skin
Made him Hideous, Beautiful only Within
But now it's too Late. His test is Done
He will no longer Suffer as this Hideous thing
For now he is Gone. He has his Wings
He is no longer the one Over-Looked or Looked Down Upon
For now, He is the one they Love
Now he is Beautiful
And they miss him when he is Gone
Now that they See Beyond the Angels Disguise
The Devil that Holds Them
The Angel in Disguise