• Upon an eerie silence, wrought
    Of a being I knew naught.
    A creature of imagination
    Became one of realistic formation.

    Pale skin that is cold,
    And silken hair of gold,
    She sings to the world,
    The lullaby of an angel.

    The day swelled,
    The silence grew,
    Until a thought that no one else knew.
    A deadly smile upon cold lips,
    Filled with a violent desire,
    She feared no hellish trials.

    She controls the ocean, sea, and sky,
    And is an angel, by and by.
    Icy breath on the wintry tundra,
    Fiery demon eyes smoldering the center of the universe.

    The night fell quickly,
    The silence grew.
    She paused amidst her macabre ways
    And watched the sun set,
    Swallowing its rays.

    Reddish tones cool to blue.
    A single tear slipped down her cheek alone.
    Has life been controlled by such sinful ways,
    Or is there a chance for better days?

    A gentle smile played across her lips,
    She closed her eyes and let go.
    Her soul soared into the sky,
    Flaring bright, her end is nigh.

    Her once odious eyes fill with love,
    Her spirit is flying high as a dove.
    Compassion for the world controlling her ways
    In her search for better days.