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My Mother and Father and My New Ones

My mother is an Angel and my father is a Demon, two opposite yet one thing in common...love.  

Love is the thing that has brought them together and the thing that has caused them pain, mostly my mother. She plays the role of a wife and mother, and in my time I've seen her happy and sad, I've also seen her try to return back to Heaven. My father plays the role of a husband and father, I've seen him happy and angry, I've also seen him as a terrifying creature. They are both so opposite they make me wonder what I am, what me and my brothers are. I am neither an Angel nor a Demon.

I'm too sinful to be an Angel and caring to be a Demon. I am a creature made from an Angel and a Demon. Marked with their crimes, cursed to live a life of pain and misery for their sins. Casted out of Heaven before even getting a chance, banished from Hell for being innocent of the crimes others accuse me of. The only place for me is limbo; the land of the forgotten, Ah yes, that is my home for I am just one more lost soul in this world. No place to go after life, just to stay here where no one will care if I'm still here or not.

My wings are broken; they've been removed from my body and casted away to the moon, from the ones who call themselves my parents. The Moon is my only companion, it gives me comfort when no other can, it calms my fears, fills my dreams with a sweet bliss, when nothing else can.

I’m a one of the children marked by Lilith. Lilith who was Adam’s first wife banish from Eden for wanting to be independent and more of herself after she took a bite from the forbidden fruit, after lucifer convinced her to try it. She’s strong,independent and neither less a rare beauty to the eyes of humanity, but that caused her much pain. Pain of never being a mother, never having her own bliss; to have a place of her own. All she can do if take in poor souls who need a mother, someone to love them; like me.

The mother of all demons became my new mother, while my real one only caused me pain. In my heart and mind I have no mother but lilith says otherwise. For my pain and misery has called her and she will take the role as my mother, if I want it or not because deep inside I want a mother. A mother to love me the way I always wanted...without pain or misery, with love and compassion.

My father, he’s more of a demon in my eyes, giving pain endless pain in the place I call home. I dream of a father who can raise me as their princess or prince. And with that, not knowing my new father became the King of Hell. Misery and pain that is his home, and that is now mine. It doesn’t hurt me nor scare me, for this is a blissful pain. His home shall be mine, as he caused pain and misery to the wicked and damm. I lay in the crimson bed in a dark room, that beats with my heart and soul. He keeps me safe and secure while his wife and my mother, Lilith sings to me. She sings to me songs from her heart, as she caresses my cheek, watching me with the love she could not give.

In this dark room covered in crimson silks and large windows over my head and the side of my room, letting me have the warm of the moon with me. For the only things I asked them was to keep the moon, to keep it by my side and the gladly agree.

 I am their child, their princess if I please to call myself that...
Written by Bossarella
Published | Edited 23rd Apr 2015
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