my demon ways

I am the winged shadow without
a breath
my demon name is the angel of
death.
i do my bidding without
hesitating
i slaughter humans without
regreting.
i forever hear the screams of
the dead
they will always be in my
head.
the memorys i have are in this
rose i hold
the torns make me bleed but
inside im never cold.
demons aren't suppose to have
feelings
but i can't deny that im still
searching.
for the angel i left when i
died
instead of tears, blood is
what i cried.
my heart will always be torn,
but i try not to think about
how happy she is with another
guy.
though i have to kill, i'll
protect her on the demon day
that is my demon way.

by shadow
posted on 04/10/2007