Little backstory: So I attended Kuroneko Con in Spokane. I cosplayer Crona Gorgon on Saturday about lunch until midnight, so I was in Match game and hosted a Soul Eater Q & A panel. One of the questions I got as Crona was to make them a poem. Since I am not a skilled poetry writer I just said "Roses are red... Violets are blue... Ragnarok won't leave me alone, Please help me..." But after said panel. I got a number of people asking me to write a poem, and should my friend who I put in charge of the Q&A panel do that again, and I am able to show up (I am seeking to have an art booth next year is why), I will either read this, or another poem that I will try to make.
The darkness… have I ever known anything else.
Its overwhelming presence consumes me.
Engulfs me…
Devours me…
It courses through my veins...
In my head…
In my heart…
Am I just darkness?
All I ever knew was that I was to spread this darkness.
Everything I touched, felt, saw, was nothing but black.
The color of my clothes, my heart and blood.
She only pressed upon me how I was dark.
When I was weak, I was locked in the dark.
Beaten by it.
Until I could barely lift myself from the floor.
I could no longer feel the pain from my stomach.
Or the dryness on my lips.
It no longer mattered the longer it went.
Aren't we all mad… Don't we all have this insanity dwelling deep inside us, wanting to emerge?
Yes.
And that is all I am. All my existence is.
Madness.
Darkness.
Black.
It's not long, I know.
Anyway I'm working on tale of two kingdoms right now, so fear not.