Unborn DreamShe sang in sadness.More Like This
a bare, empty feeling where there once was life.
Deep within her.
Somewhere hidden far from sight.
There was hope.
the one thing she thought she could get right
and it failed
so miserably that she thought the wind was howling with her at night
mother moon feeling sympathy for the loss
and she knew it wasn't her fault
but the blame laid directly on her shoulders,
heavier than the mountain of experiences she already carried.
Her tears aren't visable unless you have felt that pain.
Because the suffering isn't her own,
but that of her unborn dream.
Collection: Of Angels and Demons Vol. 2More Like This
Realm of Fantasy: Of Angels
and Demons Vol. 2
Dungeons and Dragons Credence
“Such angels and their halos
wells of molten gold spilling
on their necks without burning
their dark skin full of bones and swords
so unlike those demons who with
the paleness of the parched thirst
upon thirst and with clawed hands
tear at their own throats
both searching in ancient circles