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.
