Demigod

In your guise I perceived the mask of a God,
brilliant with light and without any flaw.
Without any trace of blemish or scar,
your eyes seemed to dance with the magic of stars.
At once all-consuming and filled with such pride,
I hoped for the chance that I'd be your bride.
But the past has undone what might have been,
leaving only a fury that embraces all sin.
I'm betraying all goodness and diving head-first,
not caring what will quench this thirst.
I see flames of agony behind my closed eyes,
all while the last of my sanity dies.
How dare you betray what once was so pure
and take away the last of my cure?
Never again will you have the chance to seize
the love in my breast that you've caused to freeze.
A tempest beats me inside and out,
and I fight the urge to sob and to shout.
You, demigod of passion untold,
will know of suffering; and then behold,
the life that you suffered for me to live;
and then will you know what I would give.
What I would give for you to lie beneath me
without a chance to survive, without hope completely.