Angels, and Gods. Light, and the Dark. Real, and the Truth
Mother,
The manipulator of my first years. The hateful one who stood in the corner, and laughed. The one who lied to everyone about who she really was, until it was towards her kids. Then, I really got to see the real person inside.
You see, that's why I have no faith in your so called "God." Because, he never gave me a real mother. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that you're healthy. And, that you gave birth to me. But, I ask for a real mother...A real father too. I have no parents...The way you "raised" me, I'm still proud of myself, that I'm still here. Man after man. Man, during husband. It's been the same, since my older siblings.
You don't take care of us. I'm honestly living by handouts. Every night, I never want to go home. Because, deep down, I know that I have no home.
I always say, I'm the devil's daughter. And,when I say that to my friends, they laugh. And, thinks I'm talking about Y'ALL. My parents, but I'm not.
I'm talking about I believe it's so crazy living with you, that I believe it's easier to be the daughter of the fallen angel, Lucifer. The angel of death, Samael. The king of liars, the hurt soul, of the Prince of Darkness.
But, I also call myself the daughter of Aset, AKA, the Ancient Egyptian Goddess Isis. She represents the light of my path. She helped guide me, as Lucifer has. Both angels of light. I have the darkness of Lucifer, and the light of Aset. Forever, being the Daughter of an Angel, and a God. Pretty much, ehy I call myself a Goddess. I know my human mother on Earth is a great soul. But, has dark intentions. As if, in her last life, she's been betrayed.
She's just like me. A hurt soul, made from the Gods...But, lost her way.
But, I'll just enjoy this little trip I'm going down...You see not many can go to hell, survive it, and rule over it.
