Ritsuka7

And in this dark harvest of season My life has completely lost reason, For which or against to decide. All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide In sadness and in kindness In light and in darkness. In a boat made of hope I shall sail to tomorrow, In a winding hurricane Made of treachery and sorrow. There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear... Piercing, slashing though my head. Starting somewhere in heaven, Ending somewhere in hell. Fighting, burning, crying, crashing. Are the armies within. In my head they are all thrashing. On the heaven's and hell's whim. To be light or to be darkness. A perpetual array. It's not merely my choi

Vampire A living oxymoron An immortal Or a corpse? A bringer of death Or a savior of life? A curse Or a blessing? On the brink of death And saved by a vampire's bite Becoming free of disease and natural death At the prime of your life And having it taken by a vampire Dropped into the abnormal darkness To be a living human Blind to the beauty of the world And ignorant to the problems Or a vampire Able to see our faults Able to understand the true meaning of things So which is it better to be? Human or vampire Always aging to a final death Or living forever without worry Surviving in ignorance Or existing in understandi