Two childrenDo you remember that child?The child full of happiness and laughter,The child that you met,The child that you fell in love with?You sedated that child,You wanted to preserve her,So that, in your absenceShe wouldn't fall for another.You put another child in her place,A child of your own design,A child to live in place of the first,A child you didn't love like the first.A child full of sadness,Who pushes others away,Who wouldn't love another,Who doesn't believe she is worth it.But while this child plays,And you are far away,The first child, she is waning,Her heartbeat, it is fading.So come and wake her up,Don't let her sleep become eternal,Heal the second child,And let them both become one.
the Poison ChildI lived my life alone,No one had ever loved me.My mother died giving birth,They say she melted around me.Since then my father wouldn't touch me,It was plain he didn't love me.And when I asked him why,He gave the same reply."No one could love you,You are The Poison Child."And so the years went by,And they were spent alone.Until one day he came,Just an ordinary boy.Except for one small thing,I felt that he might care.He smiled when he saw me,And asked the other kids."Who is that girl?The one who sits alone."They looked at me and snarled,"That is The Poison Child."I continued to watch,As one cursed to be alone.But then he came up to me,And reached out a hand to touch me.Startled I leaped back,Holding back a scream.Smiling he pulled back,"I do not believe."He said,"In The Poison Child."Before I could stop him,He had wrapped his arms around me.Before I knew anything,He had melted around me.Screaming I ran,Back into my home.Bursting through the door,Int
The ones she loved, and lostA sad and lonely angel,Sitting up in the night sky,Curled around herself,Her skin the only comfortIn the dark, cold sky,Surrounded by the ones she loved,Surrounded by the ones she lost.Each different star,The soul of one she loved,The soul of one she lost.No one knows of her existenceExcept for when she cries,For when she cries it is as though,A single star falls from heavenAs she cries for them,The ones she loved,The ones she lost.People see her tears,And believe they contain magic,They wish upon them,The sad and lonely angel,She hears every wish,But cannot answer them,Not without the others,Not without the ones she loved,Not without the ones she lost.
The Body and the SoulOver the rugged terrain they ran,Screaming toward the otherBoth wielding swords of darkness,Forged with anger,Shaped with hatred,Sharpened with pain.And so they charged,To meet with a crash.Looking eye-to-eye,Before they broke apart.And so they continued,Like a well rehearsed dance.On and on, never ceasing,Their beautiful deadly dance.Neither could win however,For both were equally strong.Equally matched in pain, hatred and sorrow,Both aiming to kill,Both aiming to survive.On and on they fought,One scared by love,The other by hate.A person's soul,Fighting against their body.On and on they fight,But no one seems to notice.No one wants to come,And end this deadly fight.On and on they fight,Until both are dead.For one can't live without the other,So they kill themselves instead.