Darkness within me

There is a small remnant of hope left.

A never-ending storm ravaging on my mind,

the persona without emotions and fear.

My taciturn self is trembling under its other self's pressure.

How long will I keep control?

The dark caverns in me housing a dark spirit,

something without mercy,

something which will devour my very self.

Yet I am in control.

There is small remnant of hope left.

A person bright as the daylight,

keeping my mind from being overturned.

The person my taciturn self oathed to protect.

Angelic person I am devoting everything to.

Angelic person holding me from the shallow water.

Angelic person holding me, the demon.

Who except you could find love in me?

Who except you could give me the strenght to withstand?

- Yuki (21.01.08)