Mellifluous Murmurs

The Demon Was Once An Angel

The demon that I am now looking at 

deep down I know that she was once an angel 

she was once so pure and lovely; warm at heart and gentle at her touch 

she loved so tenderly and her skin felt so smooth 

her eyes lit up and gleamed of so as a child

her figure wasn't too fit but she was so beautiful 

I didn't know such a beauty would revive in this ugly world.

I look at her now 

and everything changes 

her shape is offending her past 

her figure is beating up her insides, killing her slowly

her eyes didn't remain that virtue of a glow; it darkened miserably 

that gaze of hers turned evil and dangerous.

This isn't life's cycle

this is life's trial. 

And you have adjourned guilty to this case.

This case of maintaining yourself in this ugly world 

with a family

a home 

and a virtue to hold on to.