This world was made for light and hope
But I was made for darkness and secrets never told
While most were made from sun, from blazing glory
My essence is from the moon, it's beautiful song that tells a terrible story
This world is a world of the happy and the kind
But I am a person of chaos and the blackness that blinds
The dark awakening
The silent Empress
It writhes and twists
Growing like the seeds of a Cyprus
As each day it's branches
Of desires never fulfilled
And the hearts deep scratches
Curl their talons around my heart
And run their leaves down my spine
But never to tear me apart
People think darkness is a burden, a curse
But they are wrong
It is beautiful and powerful, not worse
Like the water rushing over a ledge
Roaring as it crashes and thunders down
Chaos in it's controlled path, a pledge