the horrid evil
is someone who was so delicate and fragile
until the beautiful good came and broke him
the real evil is the man that everyone says is good
since he had cracked open evil
he let evil's ugly demons out
for all evil could do was sit there and watch until
everyone knew he was the worst thing alive
for he could not be called human for all the mistakes he had made
while the beautiful man was called good for he had no imperfections
and deep inside he hid all the horrid things he did to evil
for he started to call evil a horrid thing
and that was his new name horrid evil
the beautiful good loved being the most perfect good there was
so he wanted someone who was horrid and evil to compare him to.
that is why i broke you he told horrid evil as a tear slid down
while horrid evil just sat there in shocked
moments later beautiful good felt some arms embrace him
and at that moment he knew horrid evil was even more beautiful and good than he could ever be.
with a shaky breath he said his last words to horrid evil
and thats how horrid evil became who he was and lived up to his name.
I know this is not a poem but it just came to mind and decided to write it.