Repent your sins demons.
Repent to God's salvation.
It almost killed me to say that. A demon myself, why should I care. No matter what the humans do, I still win.
Until the day I am dragged to beg for mercy under the light that will burn my skin and melt my bones, I will never repent my sins.
My friend the angel, why do you still live by my side?
Have I not worn you down yet?
Have I not dragged you closer to Hell's depths?
How can you still stand there and shine like the star you were born from?
How can you still smile?
It must be different. To see through the light than seeing through the dark. I can wait a little longer. I can hold on.
Not really.
Slowly slipping into society's black hole where you must be perfect to fit in. And outcast has no place in this world, that's why we push them away. To succeed in life, you have to fit the standards.
Ah, I wait for the day that I can fit those standards.
