Light and Darkness

Winged angel,
Curled up tight.
True master,
Of the light.

Wings are brittle,
Dry and unused.
Why's such beauty,
Now so confused?

Of light and darkness,
Is her very life.
Why do her hands
Posses the knife?

Is her innocence evil?
Has it forever been lost?
Or does she fear the darkness,
Is it what frightens her most?

Now she has her defences up,
Fighting off the evil she sees.
Trying to lock it up forever,
So that only she holds the keys.

Pride, anger, jealousy, and more.
These are the seven deadly sins.
A battle between good and evil,
Only fate can decide who will win.