Satan's Child

[flawednotevil]

In dreams he dies a bloody death
That one would think I wished upon him
But when I learn of his demise
I cry and scream
As if I lost a part of me that I can never get back
I could never admit to anyone
That he means more to me
Than I do to him
I could never admit that when he's gone
Everyone will look like him
And even though I speak openly
About the hatred I so deeply feel
For this retched creature, this Satan's child
Secretly I wish that on the days that I ignore him
He would simply notice.