An elven queen
Sat beneath the stars,
Thoughtfully dreaming
Of what lay afar.
"Are there distant lands
filled w/ jewels
or are there merely
mindless fools?"
Of this the queen pondered.
Should she leave
her blessed home and
ventured into a land of thieves?
A great benefit, no doubt,
to humanity,
to be offered the chance
to glimpse the queen's beauty.
But would the queen survive
living in a world of sin,
subjected daily to the noisy DIN
Of evil lurking about.
Thus the queen decided, decided to stay
Therefore causing
mankind's darkest day
Tortured soul,
Burned up on the inside.
Tortured soul,
Crawl in and hide.
Away from the world,
Away from the pain.
All by yourself,
No one to blame.
Only you,
Tucked away,
Wallowing in pity,
Cursing the day.
Create a new place,
All pain is numbed.
Fill it with fantasies.
Deaf and dumb,
To the chaos outside.
Peace is yours, tortured soul.
It won't be denied.
I don't like the world today.
I never liked it, anyway.
It frightens me now.
Gotta escape somehow.
Need to find a path,
Free from all wrath.
To be alone,
No place to call home.
Sounds sad, indeed,
But it's just what I need.
I'm a loner, baby,
Need someone to save me.
Trap forever in a bottle,
Take time and make it still.
Stop the world to leave us alone.
Cease noise so life is peaceful.
I'll do all this, and then some more,
Just to be with you.
I am looking for my mask,
So that I can pretend.
I can't find it anymore.
I want the game to end.
I'm tired of being them.
I don't even know me!
I'm purely their creation,
They tell me how to be.
I've lost myself again,
Never know my true face.
I know they don't care,
That thought I can't displace.
I know I'm not happy,
Outside looking in.
I should know their ways,
But still I never win.
Why am I so stupid?
Fooling myself constantly.
They don't give a shit.
I want to live honestly.
I drop the mask,
It shatters to the floor.
I expect the release,
But still I'm torn.
You gobbled me up,
Swallowed me whole.
Lost in a cavernous
Abyss; lost my soul.
Did I taste good?
Was my meat fresh?
Did you enjoy the gristle?
Did you relish my death?
You chewed me up,
Cracked all the bones,
Sucked out the marrow,
Made my flesh your very own.
Did you like the taste?
Did it satisfy you?
Did it fill you up?
Was it adequate food?