Hey everybody, Shadow Reaver here. I was reading my fanfic and realized I
wasn't doing well so I am taking a small break. This little poem, uh not
poem, thing-a-ma-jig was what came from my twisted head. Hopefully it makes
some sense.
Darkness. A glimpse into Vincent's own darkness.
Darkness.
All I see is darkness.
Nothing pierces it, for I created it.
Darkness seeps from me, forming a barrier to protect me.
I lie in the darkness, safe.
Pain doesn't enter here, it is afraid.
All that I feel is consumed by the darkness.
No more pain from the past.
Light tries to expel the darkness, I move to protect the darkness.
I won't let the light take away my darkness.
I need the darkness.
My eyes no longer can stand the light.
The light threatens to expose me to everything.
I am the darkness.
Chaos silently watches me.
It waits, waits for weakness.
When the darkness is broken, Chaos moves.
Chaos restores the darkness.
Shielding me from the light.
And the pain it brings.
Only monsters fear the light.
I am a monster. I am Vincent Valentine.
I am alone, surrounded by AVALANCHE.
They awoke me from the darkness.
Pain followed behind.
'Her' son caused it, Sephiroth.
He threatens to bring all into darkness.
He threatens to add more to my sins.
I take my darkness, I take it to kill him.
My darkness grows, feeding off me.
I loathe what I have become.
I am going to kill my love's child.
Darkness. Only darkness.
It hides my pain, it protects me.
I need the darkness.
Only there is a light fighting my darkness.
One that refuses to fade.
One that refuses to let me hide in darkness.
Those eyes, they pierce my darkness.
Bringing light into my eyes.
Those eyes. They haunt me more than 'her'.
Can I shed my darkness?
Can I face the pain?
Can I live without those eyes?
Confusion now enters my darkness.
I can no longer hide.
I must not lose those eyes.
I am Vincent Valentine.
I am not alone.
I have those eyes of storm.
A\N: Well there it is. Its written, so. WHAT DID YOU THINK? Reviews feed
all aspiring authors, please, PLEASE, review. See ya.
wasn't doing well so I am taking a small break. This little poem, uh not
poem, thing-a-ma-jig was what came from my twisted head. Hopefully it makes
some sense.
Darkness. A glimpse into Vincent's own darkness.
Darkness.
All I see is darkness.
Nothing pierces it, for I created it.
Darkness seeps from me, forming a barrier to protect me.
I lie in the darkness, safe.
Pain doesn't enter here, it is afraid.
All that I feel is consumed by the darkness.
No more pain from the past.
Light tries to expel the darkness, I move to protect the darkness.
I won't let the light take away my darkness.
I need the darkness.
My eyes no longer can stand the light.
The light threatens to expose me to everything.
I am the darkness.
Chaos silently watches me.
It waits, waits for weakness.
When the darkness is broken, Chaos moves.
Chaos restores the darkness.
Shielding me from the light.
And the pain it brings.
Only monsters fear the light.
I am a monster. I am Vincent Valentine.
I am alone, surrounded by AVALANCHE.
They awoke me from the darkness.
Pain followed behind.
'Her' son caused it, Sephiroth.
He threatens to bring all into darkness.
He threatens to add more to my sins.
I take my darkness, I take it to kill him.
My darkness grows, feeding off me.
I loathe what I have become.
I am going to kill my love's child.
Darkness. Only darkness.
It hides my pain, it protects me.
I need the darkness.
Only there is a light fighting my darkness.
One that refuses to fade.
One that refuses to let me hide in darkness.
Those eyes, they pierce my darkness.
Bringing light into my eyes.
Those eyes. They haunt me more than 'her'.
Can I shed my darkness?
Can I face the pain?
Can I live without those eyes?
Confusion now enters my darkness.
I can no longer hide.
I must not lose those eyes.
I am Vincent Valentine.
I am not alone.
I have those eyes of storm.
A\N: Well there it is. Its written, so. WHAT DID YOU THINK? Reviews feed
all aspiring authors, please, PLEASE, review. See ya.