Fourteen deaths

I am a betrayer,
the worst thing a person can ever be.

I traded you for the stars,
cheated on you with death itself,
the devil can be so cunning.

But you’re beautiful.

So full of life,
something I lost with my innocence
at the ripe age of 14.

Death. Destruction. Hatred. Anguish.
All I’ve ever known,
and all I seem to know how to do.

On a molecular level it’s exactly what I continue.

I kill.
I sneak.
I hunt my prey.

Tag!

You’re It.

Diamonds are deadly when broken

My crown is so heavy it hurts
Queen of the damned,
Goddess of the forsaken
Devils advocate, my title.

I play my roles so well,
You’ll never know what’s beneath.

My shield is slipping,
I want it to die.

Cold-hearted,
Loving and caring,
Logical and emotional.

I am many things in this world,
and your friend is not one of them.