Author's Notes and Disclaimer: There were pretty clouds as the sun set last night…they're my inspiration, woot! Yeah, it's about Erik, as is everything I write. I love him, but I don't own him…

My Mind

Perfection

Distortion

Right side

Left.

I am the mind that haunts your dreams.

That makes you cry in your sleep.

That will never be given rest.

Imperfection in a face

It was not my choice.

My mother's gift

Not life

A mask

Death.

Life was granted only to be harshly removed

By the condemnation of a populace

By the pitiless people of the world

By my own mother

By my father

By my love

Christine.

"Those who have seen my face draw back in fear"

I have no mask but the deep scar of hate

I remain hidden from the world

Because they cannot want me

Because I don't want them

I don't need them

I have music

Of fire.

My music will burn your soul to shreds

Make your heart sing in joy forever

My music is a harsh kind

My music is lovely

Not to be heard

But by me

As I die

Distortion

Truth

Hand in hand

My mind is beautiful

But no on will see.

Fair people, you killed me.

Your young and old

Good, brave men, you destroyed me

When you gave me your hate.

So praise your skill

Your love

Humanitarianism

But remember you killed me

By not caring

Not feeling

Not knowing.

And by not wanting

To know.