(Dragon Knights poems)
TRULY
FREE
My blood is pouring
Dripping off of the
cobblestones.
Caressing my blade,
As it cuts into my neck.
The
pain so sweet, so rich and wonderful.
I've wanted to leave
here
For so, so long.
Just wanted to walk away...
But they
kept me here,
As their plaything,
Their puppet
Well,
Who's
pulling the strings now?
Almost there
Soon, soon I will be rid
of THEM
I will be free from their cold hands...
Good-bye and
good riddens...
MY
TRUE SELF
Alchemist...
Creator of souls
You...you have
awakened me?!
No...
No!
Stop this I am no demon!
These
wings of fallen angels,
The crimson tears I shed.
Tears?
How...how
can a monster cry?
Two birds, left and right.
They are the
cause!
One to cloud one to control.
Leave me alone retched
creatures!
Leave me...
Blood soaked hands and a
Gruesome
form
Is.is this my true self?
What am I?
Really...
MY CREATION, MY CHILD
My
creation,
No my...my child.
You have been taken from my
grasp
And put into another's
Damn him...
Now, to...to even
see you
I must hide, hide inside another's persona
If I could
only, be close to you
Be able to touch your soft hands and be
A
true...father.
My creation..
My child.
I'm not what that man
has told you I am, and the same goes for you
You are not a
dragon
But a wonderful,
Wonderful demon.
I only want to be
with you
My dear sweet child
WHY AM I HERE?
Darkness,
all alone in the vast.
Darkness
Wait, a hand upon my face,
Cold
and yet familiar.
Who? Who is here with me?
The light rushes
into my eyes and I see.
I-I wasn't alone, they were here.
The
ones I've hurt.my
My true friends.
They all stayed here with
me.
Wait!
This isn't right!
My.my head it's back on my
shoulders.
And these tears, they aren't blood
They're the salty
water of humans.
How is this possible?!
Someone tell me.
Why
I am here.
(end)