I even though not a god,
Wanted to save a young damsel in distress
As she tread slow and silent
Clouding the sound of her footsteps
As she made her way from a forest
With a gentle lunacy
With a brutal yet true wisdom
Darkening the day,
I foolishly grab hold of the girl
Under a precarious moonlight
Cleaving the silence
Destroying the gods will
Setting a series of uncertainty and idiocy into play
She smiles, her gaze shifts
From gentle to stark Grimm
And I saw within overlaid wreaths
An imbued spirit with the name
“PAIN”
Ringing cries unknown, petrifying me in fear

You were a demon, a monster
One I had set free
You grew wings and scales
You grew bigger and bigger, with every lost cry
Your eyes blazed like the sun fierce
And you cried with words asking, No,
Begging to be saved
Your cry was carved deep into my mind
It was revealed to me then what a fool I was
Leaving me with a pale soul overflowing
With love, sorrow and a broken heart
You lost your life, you gave it away
And too what? a fool like me?
A nameless stray that can do nothing but betray
Now I simply lay as a curse blossoms inside my heart
Falling from a height concealed in plain sight
Awaiting my end at the hands of maybe another
Young, pathetic, unworthy, meaningless fool…