Inside this fantasy, it seems so real to me.
The demon locked behind a black gate...
Life should be a fairytale,
With princes and princesses...
Broken wings she wears
Broken dreams of despair...
My eyes are weary,
the future is bleak...
You can't use the phone because you feel like a...
You think deep thoughts about the times you...
The bodies fall to the ground
as each gun screams...
My humanness has scampered away like a frightened...
This knowledge of who i now am plows me, deepens...
Tempest Past (Cinquain)
Darkest tempest of fatal desire...
Calm and mellow outside,
While demons torment within...
A smile like the Devil, her eyes wicked green
Tongue sharp as a razor, words piercing and sheen...
Burning fires,
burning lives...
When I was young
I'd look up at the sky...