Child of Magic

Deceptive, in her tiny from.
Short and sweet, this girl.
Magical in almost every way.
Already too late, once you’ve been warned.
Her quick feet and sharp mind will make you pay.
Though fragile and young, she is truly tough.
Hear me now for this is no bluff.
Misjudge her once, and I can bet,
That upon your folly, you will regret.
She is a baby in nothing else but looks.

Candy is what candy does,
A poison to this young one.
In a hyper fit, she runs to and fro.
Across the world and back,
Her boundless energy goes.
Containing her then,
Is only a challenge,
Surely everyone knows.
You’ve a better chance,
At the same time,
Being open, and closed.

Oh child, in your observant ways,
Most struggle to keep up with the games she plays.
Watching,
Learning,
Ever studying foe,
Then chanting and channeling.
Then final blow.

—Inspired by Momo

Red. Hot. Kid.

Red. Hot. Kid.
Sadistic and cruel.
Your eyes are your weapon,
And your wicked heart your tool.
Red. Hot. Kid.
Lonely, and strong.
His screams are pain,
They are agony’s song.
Red. Hot. Kid.
His voice is darkness,
His voice is black.
Tremble at the pride in every attack.
Red. Hot. Kid.
Not so small.
His name alone,
And prey will fall.
Red. Hot. Kid.
You in your wicked stride.
Weak knell before you,
Your commands they abide.
Red. Hot. Kid.
Red. Hot. Kid.

—Inspired by Akachan

Distance is Medicine

Distance is medicine.
Tempt me not with your touch,
Your looks,
Your lips
Your scent.
To me, the eyes you have are not innocent.
Distance is medicine.

Hand upon your breast,
and your breath excite me.
Distance is medicine.
I’m losing control.
Fighting the urge to let passion flow.
Oh, why don’t you know?
I’m trembling.
Distance is medicine.

Your voice is arousing.
Singing to me with promises of bliss.
All the subtle hints I cannot miss,
You almost leave me with no choice,
But distance is medicine
I have to take this.
You and your devilish charms,
Tripping,
Ringing,
Sounding all of my alarms.
Distance is medicine.

Seal our love with a kiss.
Hands grasping at your hips.
Distance is medicine.
Keep me in control.
Oh ,that look in your eyes.
How you lure me in.
With unexplained allure
Distance is medicine,
And I want to keep my love pure.
Distance is medicine,
But love is the cure.

The Facade

When I put on the mask, what do you see?
Is the person behind the facade still me?
Is the disguise something you can even believe?
My identity, what does it even mean?

When I change my clothes what do I become?
The person under the robes, are they just for fun?
Is the costume something that can fool everyone?
My identity, when is it undone?

When I put on the mask, what do you see?
Is it the face that makes me?
When I change my clothes what do I become?
Can I blend in, or be no one?
Can my disguise ever truly deceive?
Escaping my identity, does it set me free?

SCREAM

CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I’M BREAKING!
I CRUMBLE AND FADE AWAY!
EVEN IF I PRAYED TODAY!
I WOULD JUST DISAPPEAR!
ERASED FROM MEMORIES!
LIKE A BAD DAY!
I’M JUST FORGOTTEN!

CAN’T YOU HEAR THAT I’M SHAKING!
I SHIVER AND BREAK AWAY!
EVEN IF I SCREAMED YOUR NAME!
I WOULD JUST BE SILENT!
MUTE TO YOUR EARS!
SILENT FROM THE START!
LIKE AN ANNOYING FLY!
I’M JUST NOT WORTH HEARING!

CAN’T YOU JUST NOTICE ME!
I’M NOT SO HARD TO SEE!
EVEN IF I STOOD BEFORE YOU!
I WOULD JUST SEEM TIMID!
INVISIBLE TO YOUR MIND!
MISSING FROM THE ORIGIN!
LIKE I’M DEAD TO YOU!
I’M JUST NOT BEING!

Can’t you just accept me?
I’m struggling to be worth something.
Even if I tried my best.
I would just look like a failure.
Inadequate for your soul.
Incomplete from the begin.
I’m not enough for you.
I’m just not good…

The Departed

Problem stays and problem goes
Problem moves and problem flows
Problem me and problem you
The problem is real and the problem is true.

Broken here and broken there
Broken blind and broken stare
Broken me and broken you
Heartbreakingly real, heartbreakingly true.

Empty out and empty in
Empty stop and empty begin
Empty me and empty you.
The emptiness is real and the emptiness is true.

Losing sight and losing mind
Losing soul and losing time.
Losing me and losing you.
Losing the real and losing the true.
Losing everything, over and through.

Sorrow in

Sorrow in word.
Sorrow in writing.
Sorrow in reading,
All of the tears I am fighting.

Sorrow in mute.
Sorrow in sound.
Sorrow in speaking,
All of the misery I’ve found.

Sorrow in love.
Sorrow in hate.
Sorrow in feeling,
That this is all fate.

Sorrow in happiness.
Sorrow in all.
Sorrow in the moment,
Before the splashing fall.

Sorrow in the vivid.
Sorrow in the bleak.
Sorrow in the place of,
The happiness I seek.

Sorrow in the river.
Sorrow in the depth.
The cold water taking,
The sorrow in last breath.

Love for Alkaid

Crimson waves to catch my stare.
Eyes burning bright with passion.
Content to just breathe your air.
I want to scream “I like you!”, but my soul is too shy to say. I’m too quiet to confess my love for Alkaid.

Brighter than the brightest stars.
Content to just be in your light.
I could only ever be with you from afar.
I want to scream “I want you!”, but my soul fights to say. I’m too weak to confess my love for Alkaid.

Beauty in human form.
Spark my feelings and ignited my heart.
To be by your side, is my destiny sworn.
I want to scream “I need you!”, but my soul fails to say. I’m not good enough to confess my love for Alkaid.

The sweet call of your voice.
Lure me in like Soren’s song.
To follow, I have no choice.
I want to scream “I love you!”, but my soul cries instead. I’m realizing now, Alkaid is dead.

Crimson waves of passions flare.
Burning bright in darkened air.
Beauty not forgotten.
An eternity born.
Sing from the heavens
Give all your grace.
Hear me now.
I love Alkaid.

Frozen: Immaculate Burial

Shadows over the frozen wilds of my heart. Vast expanse of taintless hills bound in ice. Freezing memories of misery, trapped forever more in their glacial prison. Dead hands numb in cold, numb in expression, numb in all. Null to all. No warmth, no life in endless snowfall. All to null.

Burdened by blankets of untouched frost white, alone, no others in sight. Forgotten in the storms of harshest winter, embracing solitude in the the eternal wintry abyss. Void to all. Chilling stories never told, never spilling the contents of heart. All to void.

Bathed in arctic wrath, crying hopelessly into the skies.
Begging for light and a way to break Forever’s Night. Abandoned all.
Bleak grounds encase, desolate heavens ensnare. All abandoned.
Grim life put forth to death’s stare. Weighed and evaluated fair.
End to persistent despair.
Immaculate Burial.