What Lies Behine The Sadistic Grin
The kind trickster. The vile snake in the deceiving grass. The evil within. The sinester smile. The cunning fox. Intentions to kill beautifully, like love. Sometimes I wonder what I truly am. Inside I am young and curious, but to others I'm dark and cruel. I just do as I must. Along side what's in my heart, there's the opposite. I will always hide what's inside and with it my heart. My apperance is my disquise. I can't put on any expression other than a smile. With this I seek trust, though got nothing of the kind.
The pain is great and so concealed, bottled up so no one will know. Considering myself a phantom may suit me quite well. To haunt those around me to only hurt them in the end. And yet the smile remains. The once warrior now gone, is nothing but a traitor. Though I just like to watch is what interests me is all. I walk a path of misfortune, lighted by a bloody moon. Crimson looks nice upon my pale white skin, does it not? Ah, I'm really only a light-hearted spirit.... with a deviously wicked soul. The day will come. When all I've done shall catch up to me. So I wait... til that time comes... when a blade will be through me to end life as I know it. And I'll welcome it gladly.
I am bonded by fate of murder to soon face what doesn't interest me in the least. Am I not childish? All is well. I have nothing to fear. I already sleep with death as it is. This troubles me none the less. In the end which is the most dangerous? The snake who you know will strike or the decitful grass that lured you to it with its fake security? It is to be expected that the snake will always be at fault the most despite the truth. The snake will be killed before the grass is burned.
It's best not to think of such trivial things. You might just lose your mind. Heh, and now I must go, to leave and never return. What lies beyond is not peace. For me... I'm never to rech paradice. That would be too simple and unfitting. For there is no mercy. Only darkness beyond the gate.