LOGINMIRROR, MIRROR
Take a look at my face,
No one knew I wasn't in control of my body when I fought the first wave of demons. But when Brianna cried out, I took over immediately and became The Harbinger of Doom myself. I stifled the demon, using his own powers. I guess, love indeed, does wonders. This, is my long road home. I miss him. I miss him with every breath I take, every sound I make. I miss the one person who could complete my sentences, the one person who knew what I was on the inside. I miss him every day and sometimes, I can't even eat. I wonder daily, if there's a heaven. And, if there is, is he there?
I need solace,A place to call home.A place to curl up and cry,And never have to wipe the tears,Before anyone sees.I need a little more help,
WORDSThose words broke me.I can't explain,How I felt.So I'll use words,And I
NOT ALIVEThey tell me it gets better,It's just a phase.But what phase is this?An eternal one?
I see my future,I see the light.I see the love,I see my goal.I see the fire that lies dormant,
FOR YOUI write this for youI write this so you'd knowThat only one.One. Completes me. 
Blurred, my vision is blurred. I can't see the stars, or the ever changing moon. I can't hear the crow, or the darkness silence. I can't hear, I can't see, even silence, becomes
Congratulations! You are going to die.
They call it mood swings, but sometimes, it's the darkness pulling you in, breaking you, destroying your very essence. But you choose not to dwell on it, because if you do, you
They say, there's a dark side to everything, a little bad amidst all that good. But, I fear there's no dark side to me, for there has never been a good side. I'm dark,







