Within this world of twisted thorns,
there is a hidden beauty.
Of the tangled tendrils  that weave a web of pain,
there is a beauty.
Without a path laid out with suffering,
we can not see the Hidden Beauty.

Her lips... angry with the hue of death
And even though I should not indulge
Her lips did beckon me so
To feel them once more upon my own
Just as they used to be whence warm
Her lips did beckon me so
In my heart I knew it not proper or right
But she would be taken from my vision
Her lips did beckon me so
And so I did indulge
In one last kiss
Her lips did beckon me so

The flames creep up upon me
My mind surrounded my soul tormented
With in the fire I am now
Feeling it caress my body
Burning away the old.
A new feeling comes over me as a pain is felt in my back.
Something is there fighting to break free of the flesh.
The pain is unbearable for me.
I fall to the ground screaming in agony as they burst forth from my back.
Four large wings with blood red feathers stand ***** on my back
The pain is no longer there.
I stand up as the flames now die down.
My wings now slump down around my shoulders
They lay like a cloaked.

Music can’t stop the savage beast that is my mind.
As it twist and snarls its unwanted thoughts.
No melody, or harmony can stop its rage.
For my mind is deaf to **** things when it run wild in darkness.
My view point on life and the people in it change.
I see things that happen not the way they did.
As my mind runs wild.
But the very touch of your hands.
The soothing feelings of your arms as they wrap around me.
This feeling of peace and calm from your touch.
It calms my savage beast.
It halts my wild mind.
It brightens my darkness.
Your touch did what music could not to the savage beast that is my mind.

Mind void of thoughts
Empty of the words to say
Unable to formulate its thoughts
Fighting to find the words for her
The words to tell her how I feel
To tell her how much I love her
Knowledge ever growing
But she still lives me speechless
She loves me but why
I don’t see myself as she does
I’m amazing to her while dire to me
To me she’s a goddess
But she doesn’t see it
We grow like each other as the days pass
Becoming more like the other
Wordless am I when I’m with her

Bound to the stone walls of the dungeon
The chains cutting flesh
Dried blood down the arms
Darkness within the cell
A guard passes by kicking the wooden door
Echoing in the room
Bright orange eyes opening
Peering through the darkness
The chains rattle more as they are pulled
An angered scream heard through out the castle
Followed by a scream in horror
A splinted door
An empty wall with empty chains
A dead guard slumped to the ground
Fresh air taken in for the first time
A castle in ruins burning down

A cold wind blowing across his face
His mind lost in thought
Eyes seeming hollow as he looks over the cliff
Forever searching looking for the lost
Dark red feathers in the wind
Stepping off the edge falling
Faster toward the rocks
Out of control
The water rushing up
Moments before he opens four large wings
They catch the air pockets slowing his fall
Toward the horizon he flies in the night air