ego

 
demonic glory
faded sin
I bathed in it
happy in my ignorance

I wish I could say
I've learned something profound
but I hate this state of being
it reeks of humanity
I'm no good at being humble

in my arrogance
I knew myself
all this normality
stinks of weakness

I don't like being weak
admitting my folly
is torture for the goddess in me
to say I'm no more than a lady
if even that

possibly a scared girl
uncomfortable in her skin
it hurts to be human
with nowhere to shelter
except for the truth

lies protected me
with venomous lips, I bit
chewed on the flesh of the meek

now I must admit
I might be one in the same
a frightened little woman
who's pride is hurting