As I cry,
Every teardrop is of my essence
Crying out the pain inside my soul
Bottled up pain and sorrow

The teardrops contain my toxic soul
In which falls into a puddle of shadow

The pain still remains

Blue dragon
Filled with beauty and wisdom
Soaring through the sky
Through the clouds they burst
Into a fading explosion
The sun reflecting off your scales,
Iridescent they appear

Misunderstood you are,
I see your true self that you hide
Deep into your essence
That shines so greatly of power and majestic virtue

Why can't these humans see that?
What you hold that is capable of the greatest things
But these humans too ignorant to see

Roaming lioness,
Through the plains
Yearning for a mate
Yearning for a pride
In which is gone

No lion in sight,
The lioness softly roars
In emptiness and sadness
Her cries not heard
By a single ear of a lion

She lies softly in the dry beige grass
She wants to give up
It's all she can do
She roars again in frustration

She is the last of her kind,
Why must it come to this?
Last of the lions and lionesses
Killed by careless humans

Last survivor
Last warrioress
Lost hope

Down in a dark abyss
Tripped and fell down
My despair and sorrow I have
Yelling out for someone to lift me out

But how can they hear me
When I'm trapped
Inside the darkest part of me

Yelling and screaming from within
Where no one can hear me
But me, myself, and I
Trapped forever with no way out
What is my fate to come?

Eyes of an owl, I observe
My stare intense, yet calm
I see through illusion, deceit
I see right through you
& know you instantly

I see your true self
Your weaknesses
Your strengths

I see in what you hide so dearly
But in the eyes of an owl
I lift the veil you have placed
It exposes you
Eyes of an owl, I have