Dragon…

Skin is black and red, eyes like blood dripping . Do I really want to see what I’ve become? There are shadows around me. If there is light then it’s somewhere I can’t see. Do you understand yet? Don’t you see my horns? Should I die before I awake to this nightmare? Then not see the monster I have become? Fire means nothing to me now, there is a cave for me now. Heart doesn’t beat like it should, it beats out of time, running from what I have become. I drag my legs while still trying to live that human life. Turning, I’m turning, leaving this dream, waking up to this nightmare. A dark voice says: You’re gonna like this.
My own blood runs cold, it runs form me knowing what I have become. Leaving me, my heart does, leaving this dragon…

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