Written for Creative Writing my freshman year of high school, Erik's POV on his dark life as a disfigured monster prior to finding young Christine and what she means to him, enjoy...
Christine
The mask I wear
A shield against the pain
Against the scorn
Against the world
No light enters my world
Only the darkness
There is no light for me
The dark creature
Music, my only friend
This dripping, cavernous place
My empty inspiration...
Until I found her
Her voice, the most fragile beauty
Still innocent, this child
My new inspiration
Her belief in her angel gives me light
Her acceptance of the voice that guides her
My voice
My love
One day she shall grow
And I shall have her
She is mine
hope you liked it! My first fic, whether you liked it or not, tell me. I FEAR NO FLAMES! soooooo, remember to R&R
l8rz,
DarkMidnightWriter