the seven devils [completed]

ACT I

ACT I

—First Book Of The Seven Devils—

you say i destroyed you?

meaningless words,
i have cracked the barrier of holiness that encompassed your cravings,
i slaughtered the vulnerability they had nailed you down with.

tell me, how does darkness feast on an unsullied soul?

if i were to take futile acclamations for wrecking the divine,
nothing would please me more—but groundless allegations are as pestering as naivety

to taint you is to ruin you, then let the gods be blamed for bestowing such wickedness on your existence,
for i am nothing but an opportunistic visionary with selfish yearnings
that took advantage of a frail heart and ruptured it from its hollow
so that i could present it as an offering to the treacherous cosmos and demand vengeance for what it has given me

am i to blame for their viciousness?
it was them who made me as such, and them who will watch as i torch down their creation

tell me now, darling
did your unblemished appearance bring you anything except despair?
or was suffering a punishment for your parents' sins?

virtue is worthless in a world that consumes purity,
and you can indict me for knowing that to be the monarch of the damned, i must be thrice as callous

i plucked the thread of iniquity that was sewed into my spirit,
and i used a spindle of bones
to fashion myself a cloak out of obscurity and a crown out of my misery

i wear it proudly
do you?

— tom, a cloak of obscurity & a crown of misery

(extract from my poetry book that i added here for no reason)