(Dragon Knights poems)
TRULY FREE
My blood is pouring
Dripping off of the cobblestones.
Caressing my blade,
As it cuts into my neck.
The pain so sweet, so rich and wonderful.
I've wanted to leave here
For so, so long.
Just wanted to walk away.
But they kept me here,
As their plaything,
Their puppet
Well,
Who's pulling the strings now?
Almost there.
Soon, soon I will be rid of THEM
I will be free from their cold hands.
Good-bye and good riddens.
MY TRUE SELF

Alchemist.
Creator of souls
You.you have awakened me?!
No.
No!
Stop this I am no demon!
These wings of fallen angels,
The crimson tears I shed.
Tears?
How.how can a monster cry?
Two birds, left and right.
They are the cause!
One to cloud one to control.
Leave me alone retched creatures!
Leave me..
Blood soaked hands and a
Gruesome form
Is.is this my true self?
What am I?
Really.
MY CREATION, MY CHILD
My creation,
No my.my child.
You have been taken from my grasp
And put into another's
Damn him..
Now, to.to even see you
I must hide, hide inside another's persona
If I could only, be close to you
Be able to touch your soft hands and be
A true. father.
My creation..
My child.
I'm not what that man has told you I am, and the same goes for you
You are not a dragon
But a wonderful,
Wonderful demon.
I only want to be with you
My dear sweet child
WHY AM I HERE?
Darkness, all alone in the vast.
Darkness
Wait, a hand upon my face,
Cold and yet familiar.
Who? Who is here with me?
The light rushes into my eyes and I see.
I-I wasn't alone, they were here.
The ones I've hurt.my
My true friends.
They all stayed here with me.
Wait!
This isn't right!
My.my head it's back on my shoulders.
And these tears, they aren't blood
They're the salty water of humans.
How is this possible?!
Someone tell me.
Why I am here.
(end)