we rise and fight
we bleed and give
sheltering you from evil
living in the shadows
bleek and grey
waiting and biding our time
hoping against hope
for our soul to be completed
for our other half to find us
i call to her
when will she hear me
my empty soul going red
it claws and screams at me
death calls to me
searching the world
for a spark of color
a sign of emotion
will she guide the way
when will it be my time
can i last another day
will my chance to find sanity
come before my time ends
i chance meeting the dawn
or becoming the evil spawn
look into my world
this emptiness grows
lifemate heed my call
Author notes
Poem dedicated to Christine Feehan. Author to the "Dark" Series books.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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head should be heed
Other than that, I really loved this.
I wasn't correcting you, but I do that, and I always appreciate when people point things out to me like that.
Either way, I really like this.
Well done.
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