Shapeshifter.Seen as one face,More Like This
Known as another,
My identity no soul can trace,
Mystery is my lover.
Puzzling the naked eye,
A trickster of disguise,
My name is no lie,
I own many faces, like the six-sided die.
But what am I you ask?
A spy existence is your reply,
I shadow your steps, behind my mask,
Nobody could recognise me, they would never try.
Shifting forms so easily,
No one could ever know me,
They don't care for strangers, not really,
But if only they could see…
I can be beauty, I can be beast,
It's beyond anyone's mind,
You mortal's atleast,
I could treat you bad, I could treat you kind.
You now see you are so blind,
I'm the same deep within,
I'm a soul you fools can never find,
A soul that shall never fit in.
A shapeshifter of darkened sin...
DarknessMore Like This
What would you do if you woke up in darkness? Well the average light sleeping person would think nothing of it. Midnight is usually a very dark hour. But the darkness I woke up in was not ordinary.
It was as black as pitch. I'm sure if you breathed in a gulp of that bone dry, ice cold air, you could choke on it. When I woke up, I was sure I'd gone blind. I sat up and groped around for the flashlight on my bedside table. But instead of feeling the smooth, polished wood, my hand continued down to the floor. Instead of my fuzzy carpet, cold tile met my fingers. My hand retracted instantly. Where was I?
"You're here. You're there. It's a bit like everywhere." A voice rang through my ears, and I froze. Being the stubborn guy I was, I figured I watched a little too much TV last night, and this is some dream as a result of it.
"No, Silas, this isn't a dream. Nor is it a nightmare. Come to think of it, this is very real." The word 'very' had a strange tone that sent a chill down my spin