The devil has always been,

A faceless entity

To me.

Until now at least.

 

Now it has become clear.

I can see.

The devil

In front of me.

 

They are no singular person.

Instead a pair.

Familiar sight.

Lungs devoid of air.

 

The devils gaze at me.

Recognizable set eyes.

No surprise.

Why is this reality?

 

First sight of a child.

Encounter with evil.

Life begins.

Happiness holds Fear’s hand.

 

Cruelty cannot go on forever.

My unwavering belief,

It quivers.

I search for aether.

 

People come and people go

The devils stay.

Always somewhere.

They grow and grow.

 

Evil is intertwined with me.

Has always been.

My genes.

How could I change?

 

Fire is burning my skin

Changes my look.

The same.

My faith is inescapable

 

Mirror in front of me,

Show me now.

My face.

It simply cannot be.

 

I have become the devil.

The cycle repeats.

End me.

Grant some mercy, please.