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.