Demonic angel, with crown of thorns, devil's horns,
Angelic lunatic.
Mercurial, it's in your blood,
Temperamental,
Ignis fatuus, will-o'-the-wisp.
Ignorantly ignoble, or
Are these feigned feelings, ersatz emotions?
Marching through a marsh,
A bog giving way under the weight of bogus lies,
The faltering foundation of the paradise you falsely fabricated?
Sinking into a swamp of sin,
The mire of a liar or an ignorant innocent?
Through a hole in heaven, an angel fallen into fault and flaw, featherless, against God's law?
No.
You must be a hybrid of heaven & hell,
Able to hurt, to help, to harm, to heal,
Not angel, nor demon, not right or wrong;
You were just a human all along.
