I was the ground,
The caves that trapped her in.
I was the chains,
That gripped her wings like a vice.
I was the devil,
Tempting her against her morals.
Now I’m the hole,
That once held the caves.
(Then was filled with cement)
The key,
That set the locks free
(Then was thrown away)
An mistaken demon,
Who never meant to do damage.
(Then was destroyed at the core)
I was never an angel, but I didn’t want to be so awful to a person, intentionally or unintentionally.