In the pit of snakes lay Ragnar
Son of Odhinn
The King of Kings
Father of Legends
Blue eyes look to the sky
Snakes bite into his flesh
Saxons Cheer
“Death to the Heathen!”
Hatred in their eyes
As the King smiles and dies
The war has just begun

What sweet nectar
As I drink from the Horn
Gold dribbles down my chin
As my mind explodes
The sweet sounds of poetry
And lyric spin in my head
Weaving webs and stories
For all
S.L.

Life has many fleeting moments
Moments of joy, and moments of pain
Moments we laugh, and moments we cry
But always fleeting never staying
Ever shifting is the human experience

I walked in the dark when he found me
Lucifer in his magnificence
Glowing so radiantly
The dark disappears
And it’s in a garden we find ourselves
‘My child’ he says
For a Millennia you have been lied to
For from the dark it was always me
Pushing you
From the dark I watched as you grew
Triumphant in the face of my father’s pain
It is me who will never leave
For I was cast out for my love of you

Maybe it was you
The girl I always dreamed of
The one I can’t lose

Is this what I truly want
To close the door
On every tomorrow
Standing at the edge of Oblivion
At the end of my world
Why am I afraid to be happy?
What is it that truly frightens me?
Living but dead
Wishing to be alive
But afraid to live

Maybe I do say I love you too much
I just know there’s too many people
That left before I could say it again

I don’t know what it is
If it’s the feeling I get
When you’re around
Or if it’s the way
You challenge me
To do more
To do better
For me

I used to call myself the Black Sheep
I thought it was fun being the family outlier
But then I realized I wasn’t the black sheep
I just didn’t belong
I realized this wasn’t my family
Just humans I coexisted with
And honestly I’ve never felt more lost

I stand naked in front of the mirror
I hate it
That feeling of emptiness
Like something is missing
A piece to the puzzle
All you want is to make sense
Of why everything feels wrong
I squeeze my chest together
Oh, there they are
I run my hands along my hips
Flat
My eyes make it to my *****
I hate it
“you’ll never be a woman with a *****”
His words echo in my mind
-O.D.Inn