Mind of the Dragon.
~by DracoIgnis~
She calls to me,
beckons me from the
edge of darkness.
Her soft, seductive voice
calls for me to follow.
"To where?" I cry out.
Her answer is simply
toward a destiny.
Is this destiny mine?
I ask myself this,
standing my ground,
this confusion will not deter me
from what I seek.
Her entrancing voice calls again,
saying this is the path I must take
to gain what I want.
"But what do I want?" I call back.
She answers me with this....
"All will be revealed to you,
just join me here in the darkness."
I want to ask again, to see what she knows,
to test the waters of this growing sea,
but she has already read my mind....
"All you want,"
her voice calls from the shadows,
"is to be loved."
How did she know!?
The shadows are closing me in....
my mind is reeling....
Does she really want to give me this?
No, no one ever wanted to give me this,
so why should she be any different.
"I will not go!"
I blare over the deepening shadows,
the deepening silence.
Realizing that her voice alone
will not suffice, she steps out of the shadows.
The glory of her body calls me forward,
releasing me from my inabition.
We meet, almost before I realize I have moved.
As she reaches me,
she puts a delicate hand to my breast,
with the other she draws me closer.
Her tender lips caress my neck, my ear,
whispering gently the words I have wanted
to hear for so long.
"I need you, as you need me.
I have loved you, as you have loved me.
come with me into the darkness,
and our love shall go on forever."
I want so much to believe her,
I cannot resist.
As I begin to follow, another figure appears.
This woman, dressed in flowing white qarments,
strikes out at me. She screeches.....
"What will you do when the Lord finds out your Sin!?"
I stop...
thinking...
sinking into the void between
the Light and the Darkness.
Finaly my drowning over takes me,
I scream into the qrowing void...
"Where do I go? What do I do?
Follow my heart or my mind?"
Then my Dark Angel penetrates
the void I am drowning in........
She comes to me then,
and seeing me do nothing but stand,
she allows her garments to fall from her body.
I stand, now not out of fear, or hatred,
but out of the shock of her
sheer beauty, the burning glory of her
nude form moving toward me.
Toward me?
Yes, she is moving toward me,
coming to me, comforting me,
helping me to make up my mind.
Suddenly the Angel of Light screams again
into the void, seemingly into my very mind......
"You are committing a Sin in the eyes of the Lord,
and Her wrath shall befall thee!"
My Dark Angel suddenly stops,
pauses just long enough for me to
sense the pain this Angel of the Light
is causing her, and for what?
Me...?
I look directly into my Dark Angel's eyes,
and find there the courage I have never had.
Now I know what must be done...
I turn to face this Angel of the Light...
a mix of hatred and pain fill my eyes
as my void ceases to exist.
As it dissappears, I throw my long
denied emotion at this Angel...
I scream...
"If what I am doing is a sin in the eyes of your 'Lord'
then allow her wrath to strike me down where I stand.
I no longer care for the yoke of your 'Lord'
so again I call for her wrath!
Strike me down 'Lord' if what I feel is wrong!"
Complete silence envelopes the area as
this Angel of the Light turns her back to me,
banishing me from her salvation forever.
I no longer care.
As my Dark Angel promised
all will be reveled to me now.
As we wander off, hand in hand,
into the darkness, I have but one final doubt...
If what I have chosen is right,
then why am I still confused?
~by DracoIgnis~
In the desserts we roam.
The angels without wings,
the unloved demons,
the nomads.
The ones who will never see the light.
Forever in darkness,
never seeing what might have been.
No point to life.
We face each day with it's pain and anguish.
Forever wandering, facing the pain,
our only salvation.
One day we rise, as if we ever slept,
and step forth into a new day.
A new day with all it's promises for wings.
Wings to carry us out of out hell.
The hell we know we can never escape.
But the promise of the new day
dawns bright on the horizon,
on the horizon we know we shall never reach.
Why do we continue to roam?
Us, the angels,
robbed of our wings.
Doomed to walk,
never to fly.
~by DracoIgnis~
Looking up at the bood-red
October moon while sitting
on the ground looking up at
the moon, that orb in the sky
shining ever so bright
with the stars acting as
chariots carrying this
bloody globe down on me
as the world spins out of control
and the cosmos expands to touch
again and planets die
and the sky cries
and the gods of yore
are born again
and yet......
All it still beneath the moon and I.
~by DracoIguis~
With blood dripping from her many wounds,
she stumbles out of the alley.
Her cloths torn, her body violated,
her mind still numb.
She lookes left and right, hoping to find someone, anyone, that could help her.
Where was she?
She tries to remember, but cannot.
she stumbles along the cold, empty streets,
wishing for a way out.
She walks past houses, lit by festive red and green lights, their chimneys casting smoky shadows across the night.
No one sees her, just like no one heard her cries that night.
This night.
She sits on a park bench amid the big tree's glow,
falls asleep..........
and her pain ends.
~by DracoIgnis~
A silent scream
pierces the cold
December dawn.
Still lying on the bench,
is the young girl.
Yet the lights have been dimmed,
by the rising sun,
and the chimney's ghosts...
...extinguished.
Two lovers had been
peacfully walking down
the hard, frozen dirt path
when they found her.
Small icicles fall and shatter
like the young woman's dreams.
Her mind races with the night before.
Last night....
What night...?
This night...?
Not night now... day?
She wakes,
screams,
and collapses at the feet
of her would-be saviors.
The only sounds to be heard now
are a phones penetrating ring,
and a pen, scratching it's way across
a toe tag.
"Jane Doe"
Halls of the Blind
~From Diablo by Blizzard Entertanment~
I can see what you see not.
Vision milky then eyes rot.
When you turn they will be gone,
whispering their hidden song.
Then you see what cannot be,
shadows move where light should be.
Out of darkness, out of mind.
Cast down into the Halls of the Blind.
~by DracoIgnis~
I am lost within myself.
The music is swirling around me.
World spinning,
all other sounds lost.
The music plays on.
Never stoping,
swirling, spinning.
dizzy, can't stand.
Can't see.
Can't sleep.
The music plays on.
Porthole of the mind,
sucking me down.
Down into the spinning rhythm.
This is the place of dance,
the "Club".
And the music plays on.
~by DracoIgnus~
Wondering Down the ancient
halls of memories,
no direction, blistering north wind
violating my senses.
I hate this place,
why do I hang on to these feelings?
These distant memories too fragmented to discern.
I beat my tiny fists agenst these stone walls,
blood running down to feed the cracks.
This self-ritious suicide is to much to bear.
Running, all exits blocked.
I am bound and gagged,
just to feed my iner demons,
these memories.
I lie in the filth,
rocking,
shaking,
and broken,
bitter tears mixing with the dirt.
Just when the spirit within me dies,
Her flame rushes in.
Cutting though the cold with scorching heat.
It picks me up and I am stripped bare.
Beauty and love burn into my soul
as passion is thrust into my flesh.
Pleasure, sweet as strawberry wine pours forth.
I explode against her flaming tongue again and agian,
love is carved into my back,
sweet, sacred blood runs.
My Lover drinks it in.
We embrace as that disurening shadow
is shattered like glass,
and I am carried out on the back on a goddess
to stand in the light of relality again.
With love,
to Me Amore,
without whom, nothing is possible.