The Demon's Goodbye

The Demon's Goodbye



I have fought for far too long.

Now my mind is all but gone.

I have walked the darkest road.

Where so many hearts near me corrode.

Now I have met a girl so kind,

That she never leaves my mind.

But will she love me oh so dear?

Sad to say that is my fear.

For I have turned my back to light.

For I have walked through endless night.

Do I deserve her smiles of joy?

After all, I am a toy.

A tool of darkness, taking hearts.

Not an angel of heavenly parts.

I wonder if the day draws near,

the day when things get too severe.

Will I crumble, will I walk?

Will I cry, or will I talk?

Will she love me, will she hate?

Will she stop me, will she wait?

I am a demon, the worst of my kind.

Such a title burdens my mind.

She is an angel, best of her kin.

When we kiss, it makes my head spin.

But how will I tell her what is truly going on?

A demon pulls an angel into the dark beyond.

Will I pull more, or will I let her free?

Will she dive in, or will she leave me?

But this fight is mine and I see to the end.

And so if I'm right, this poem I shall send.

For one of us will cry, and the other will want to die.

So don't go cutting, if there's tears in my eye.

But I hope you will weep, for that's a good sign.

A demon will be slayed, and that is just fine.

I do not deserve you, I hope you will go.

But until you do, I just want you to know.

I know I don't have to, and I know that it's true.

But I do it because I love you, you know that I do.