None Can Compare.
The robins wing cannot compare to
the firey leaves that shoot through the air.
But the leaves aren't so, to compare to
the lion's mane of golden hair.
And though their manes's are fare they're no match,
to the stars in the midnight sky.
but what no star could quite captureis,
the sparkle in
your eyes.
the firey leaves that shoot through the air.
But the leaves aren't so, to compare to
the lion's mane of golden hair.
And though their manes's are fare they're no match,
to the stars in the midnight sky.
but what no star could quite captureis,
the sparkle in
your eyes.
Scarlet
Scarlet waves aglow,
pooling on the snow.
Bright midnight,
moonlight somber.
Tis' the frozen sea
I see,
the scarlet waves of yonder.
pooling on the snow.
Bright midnight,
moonlight somber.
Tis' the frozen sea
I see,
the scarlet waves of yonder.
Power
Firey wind pulsates around me,
Cool salty waves lap at my feet.
The rough vines snake up my spine.
My soul pounds, ready for this.
This is just a taste of my Power.
Firey wind pulsates around me,
Cool salty waves lap at my feet.
The rough vines snake up my spine.
My soul pounds, ready for this.
This is just a taste of my Power.
~They~
They scream at me.
They chastise me.
They won't leave me alone.
"They" are words,
My words,
In my head.
My words.