She is an ugly state of mine
Where darkness has it's own shine

She is rude, she's crude, reeks of arrogance
To her, lies knows no limit nor sence

She is heartless, an armor of ice
She steps upon feelings to make her rise

Although she is me, other side of my mind
She is the devil, Lucifer of a kind

She conquers, she devours, eats up joy
Emotions are her precious toy

She breaks, she builds, devastation in her step
She has rein of her own control, not the fate

I can break her, make her narrow
But she makes me laugh, she eats my sorrow

Yes! she is dark, foul side of mine
But She became the darkness to make me shine.


© Night owl