TWINS

You pushed and pulled me. You kissed me and filled my mouth with your venomous lips. I tried to cross the bridge but because of grudges you pulled me. You tore my clothes and skin. You scratched me, whipped me, threw me, licked me, stabbed me, butchered me and slashed me. My life had become yours. You owned me. You envied me. My wings, you burnt it. Forcefully. You deceived me. Played me. You chained me. You tied me up. You dragged me on the burning road letting me feel the pain. Screamed for help. You used me. You turned me. A puppet. A mannequin. A servant. A clown. A fallen. A story of an angel. Touched by the demon. Turned into the fallen. Heart darken. Mind corrupted. Life destroyed. Blood runs thicker. Cursed. Tried to get up. The demon came and took the clothed off the angel's back as he pleased. Begged for a release. A name had been cursed in spite to put the angel into shame. The angel's air had been took just whenever the demon wants. Got the the demon's name tattooed on the back and front of the angel's body. Marked by the demon. No where to go or run. Being put in the maze. No exits. Forced to bow and prostrate at the demon's feet. Choked by the demon to sip the demon's venom. Struggled for adjustment. Bitten by the demon. Abused by it. Scars and bruises were all over the body. Swollen. Tears coming down, licked by the demon. Strength had gone away. Unable to move. Carried by the demon . No sounds or voices. Presented by the demon in front of the God. disgusted by Him. Castaway. Prostrate, kicked by Him. Never even a glance upon the angel. Begged. Failed. Died. Ashamed. Unloved. Isolated. Mourned. Un-Buried.