My Enemy
by my own hubris
Always assuming I was safe
My truest friend struck the fatal blow
Under the pressure of the pain it had begun to chafe
A sense of impending doom overcomes my fear
Holding me hostage with no escape in sight
In terror I beg my captor set me free
My own face tells me that it's too late for playing contrite
Enduring endless punishment for my many sins
Trapped inside my own twisted mind
My every iniquity all my cruelty on display
Always hurting the pure hearts causing their love and disappointment to intertwine
I cannot endure the pain in their eyes
Begging me not to hurt them again
As they relive the wounds I've inflicted
Eyes shining with their heart's perfection until I fractured while they bravely withstood the din
I shattered with an explosion of fury and guilt
Why was I given these angels to contaminate with my evil
Surely they will not survive the abyss inside of me
Suffering from my mistakes living in constant upheaval
I've made peace with my demons
I wait patiently for my imminent demise
On shaking legs I walk into the pitch black
Tears of relief flowing from my eyes
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