The Cold Heart

If in my eyes you see a Demon, then you only see the lies of your heart. In my eyes there is pain, there is guilt, there is peace, and there is love. To live with a label of death from those who have come to hate me, know that you only call me these things to hide from your own mistakes. I seek what I do, because it has been told that I should. If you take that away from me, then I have no reason to go on. Death inflicted on one's self is the most selfish desire one can achieve. I am not selfish, and I am not the Evil you wish me to be.

Look into my eyes again, the truth is there, past the illusions, deep within. It tells a tale of ancient dreams, sought by men who could not understand. Selfish they were, for they did not listen to what they were told. They die in pain, and suffer still in what is to be an eternal rest.

Through a journey that seems like eternity, we seek things for our own good. Yet I only seek what is good for all. Yet I am labeled with a cold heart, one who does not care. This is the sin of mortals, this is what has become of our world. Destroy that which wants to help you, and care for you. And embrace that which wants to destroy you. Learn from the shadows and their mistakes. Learn from the illusions that we see as real.

In time I will fade, forgotten I will be, but what I leave for everyone, will be eternal. That can not be taken from me, and I know that, for I will never forget that I do what I do, for that sole purpose.

Live, breath, die. Its what we do, yet we forget why we are here.