You created me

A poem about choosing revenge instead of salvation. Loosely based on Kuroshitsuji

I’ll drag you into hell

You threw me down here; with your spell.

Everything went dark. You threw me to hell.

From above, a single thread, its beauty a crime.

But I shall not use it to climb.



I’ll drag you down here, with this thread.

Any chance of salvation is now dead.

You’ll suffer along with me.

Because I want you to see.



Hell is nothing to be afraid of.

When everything you have cherished lies dead far above.

And I know dragging you here.

Will not make this hell disappear.



You threw me down here; with your spell.

Everything went dark. You threw me to hell.

From above, a single thread, its beauty a crime.

But I shall not use it to climb.



My soul is now given away.

So that you I can prey.

You shall suffer far more than me.

Because now in my trap, are thee.



My scars from you shall linger forever.

Your so called wings I shall sever

You made me into this.

And torturing you shall be my bliss.