What am I
I don't remember
White knight or Black knight
The builder or destroyer
The champion or the scourge

I sit here asking my self  
"Why am I here?"
Am I the hero or the villain
Good or Evil
The Man or The Monster

I don't want to make hurt any one
But it is what I do
The light or the dark
The hand to lift you up or the chains holding you back
The shield to protect or the knife in your chest

Only time will tell
What I am now

This fairy tale.
This myth.
It has freed me.
From his grip.

My body goes limp,
In his arms.
As the mask forms.

My body,
My heart.
My very being is changed.
Before his dark eyes.

The mask of Iridescence.
The marks of blood..
The shadowing of Ebony.

A heartless soul,
Is born.
Conquering my Gold heart.

The Hollow mask.
Is now my friend..

"She's transformed now..
Only she controls the Hollow inside."

My body arches,
As I scream and Roar.
I have become the monster,
I once destroyed.

A Hollow.

I am a lover, not a fighter.
I am a lip and neck biter.
I am the steam between the sheets.
I am the raindrops hitting the street.
I am seduction. Pure and red.
I am the monster lying in your bed.
I am your drug in which you're addicted.
I am the monster that won't leave your head.

I am the thought that won't leave your mind.
I am a drop of blood in a glass of red wine.
I am the kiss that meets the lips of death.
I am the lace on a silk black corset.
I am green slime oozing out of the walls.
I am the face of a broken glass doll.
I am your fear in which you're most afraid.
I pick you up just to watch you fall.

blood...
blood...
blood...
blood...
the sound of the fear dripping from his body makes me smile
i never knew i could feel like this
the stares fixated on my every move scream "monster" as i walk by
if only they knew what i knew
they will never find him
most people will never know of the place he is headed
i felt the heat all around me as his soul left his body
never again will he hurt me
never again will he make me cry
never again will i have to hide
never again

I'm a creature of the night.
The shadow in the dark alley.
I'm the whisper you hear in the wind.
Glistening Fangs
A thirst for blood
The Huntress
There is no need to fear me.
I'm no monster.
I'm just a creature of the night.

The two black eyes stared back at me,
my heart was pounding faster in my
chest afraid it may strike.

Blood covering its face down to its
feet.
Fear rushed through my every limb in
my body, the things mouth widen into a
large smirk not taking its
eyes off of me.

Tears escaped my eyes, as I clenched the knife in
hand.
I watched as the thing moved its blooded hand to a shield force
between us, as I noticed my hand blood covered on it
as well copied.

My blood rushing and as I meet with the monsters
eyes, I noticed a resembles.
The long dark hair and pitch black eyes, and the hand that was touching
the shield force...was I.

I am the monster.

slip my hands around your throat
slip my blade though your vein,
Little monster.
Throw the first punch
you're already dead
why not die twice?
Theres already blood on my hands.

Guilty pleasures of the deviant mind
scratches down the spine,
Bite marks along your side,
Love bites across your collar bones.
my little monster,
Make a sound
leave your moans down the hallway.

Latex gloves against the skin,
Making his incision
victims lie screaming
eyes wide open
he looks down
for he found his little monster,
Within.