Cloaked

"You try to hide it
like Oreo-stained teeth,
pearly-whites flecked
with black spots that
couldn't be washed away
by a quick swish of milk.
So it sticks to your soul
and rots it away
like plaque on enamel.
Thing is,
your soul's a lot more
fragile than your teeth are.
I mean, how many times
have you seen a tooth
broken by mere words?
And yet those same words
have the power to shatter
someone's soul and drive it
into a pit of despair from
which only a desperate
act on the parts of angels
can save it from the demons
you set upon it.
And since you live in black,
but reside in grey,
it's easy to believe you
when the denial begins."