The Demons Mask

The face of and angel, the smile of a goddess, this child is perfect this child is flawless. All the world sees is her perfect mask, but one person saw her pain, one person saw her struggle, one person saw this was no angel, he alone saw the devil. Though her words are sweet and cheerful, her thoughts are dark and twisted.

In the eyes of the world she smiles, but when they are alone in her room she lets it all out. All the pain and heartache, all the frustration and anger, and all of the emptyness and lonelyness, all of it pours out onto his shoulder. He holds this fragile soul ever so gently knowing she she is feeling empty.

He knows her pain, he knows her suffering, he sees the demon in her that she tries to hide, he feels the haterid she holds deep in side, and yet all he wants is to love her. He wants her to see that its that demon in her that he loves so much, he wants her to take off that mask of a perfect child and let that demon out, and her so much wants her to see that she has nothing to prove to the world that has shunned her.

The grace of and angel the power of a goddess, consumed by hate and filled with love. finally compleate this demon has her better half with her everywere she goes someone always telling her the things she really needs to know.

He saved her from her pain and took away the suffering that only he could see, he was the only one who saw through that smile and he is the only one that can love her for who she truly is, he is her everything.

~* Lady Blackthorne