a glittering disguise

i cant help but love the man without a conscience.
his light is gray and his heart fell through his feet
a long time ago.
his eyes were full of gloom,
as if he'd seen the evil in this world.
he looked at me with a half frozen smile
and told me that the devil was a good liar.
i inhaled deep breaths- desperate to pump the life back into myself.
he had drawn me in with a glittering disguise
but i couldnt help but think he was my hell.