I am the darkness that purifies,
The light that corrupts.

I am the savior that takes lives,
The traitor that saves lives.
I am the soldier that defies,
The enemy that complies.
For I am not the enemy that takes,
Nor am I the ally that protects.
I am the good of the darkness,
The evil of the light.

I am the son of a demon,
But I am no devil,
The Devils despise me,
But Man fear me.

The world has put me in a cage,
from which it thought
I could never escape from.

THEY left me!
THEY branded me!
So THEY will suffer!

I was left to the mercy of this world,
And it had none left to spare me.
I am now a survivor of it,
no longer a prisoner in it.

She is the light within my darkness,
But I am the darkness within her light.

When I am surrounded by darkness,
When all I can feel is the cold wind of the void,
When everything has abandoned me,
When their eyes judge me,
When their voices curse,
When their existence denies me…

I am alone, I am without a reason
...I am nothing.
I need someone
...to take my darkness.

When I was walking in the darkness,
I came upon a girl walking on the line
Between Light and Dark,
While I was running from my demons,
She was dancing with her demons.
She wasn’t afraid, just alone.
She wanted someone else to play with.

Since the day we met,
My demons have been calling her name
More often than mine.
And my darkness took on a different shade.
I could breath easier,
I could see clearer,
I could speak louder,
I could run further,
I could fight harder.

But she got colder, her touch void of heat.
She ran slower, her feet void of movement.
She smiled less, her lips void of color.
She cried more, her eyes void of miracles
And we switched sides, she started walking in the darkness.
And her heart hardly had a beat.
She barely kept breathing, moving.
While I walked on the line
Between Light and Dark.

How can I escape my past?
      How long will it take
To get rid of my mask?
      Remembering makes my heart ache,
      It's enough to make my body shake.

I was called a freak,
I was called a creep,
      They told me I belong
At the bottom of a creek,

Every time I speak
They'd say I'm just a ****.
      I was nothing special all along,
But I'm the person they know about the least.

When the time is right,
When it's my turn to fight,
They'll know what it's like to be weak.
They'll see, I was never bleak,
Just discrete.

I cried to the stars
When you left my life.
You forced me to take the knife,
It's your fault I'm behind bars.

Why is the world no longer amazed?
Why do you now look at me in disdain?
The life around is no longer dazed,
You say there was nothing to gain.
So why didn't we end it then
If it was all going to fall apart in the end?

Did you think
I would let it end in a blink?
Did you think I would let it go?
There was still so much I wanted to know!!

I guess you never knew
Of the plan I started to brew.
You thought I was wicked before,
But soon you will be no more.

You saw the end coming
Just as you started running.

My death will be liberating.

And I do not say that in the sense
that I am going to find a cliff
and take a good jump off.

No.

I am just trying to find a
clever way to tell you

that I do not know what is going
to happen next.

You see,

there is a
fine line
between
dreaming and
mortality

and

I am finding out for myself
that being in love
does not always
involve

being awake.

And for my sake
I fall in love with daydreams,
nightmares,
hazy realities
and

the hung-over idea

of not being enough.

It is all out of my hands.
                 It is all out of time.

And the only thing I have left to do,
now,


is decide.

I’ve never received a flower
Or even a rose
But I’m a guy
So it’s acceptable I suppose
No kisses
Or sweets
No treats
That signifies ones feelings for me
No token of ones love
But I have gotten
Disappointment
Watered with hate
Planted in betrayal
Fertilized with lies
And maintained by fakes
Roses are Red
But my roses are dead
And crumble beneath my feet