Pain And Candy Edition

“To Caress A Wilted Flower”

Legends do say,
On a damp and dreary day,
To caress a wilted flower,
Is to hold true power.
To caress a wilted flower,
Is to touch death’s face,
Stroke it like a lover,
Oddly delicate,
Then, give him chase.

“The Man Who Would Be An Angel”

Love is his driving force for being,
Fights the blindness that he’s seeing.
The girl, at his side, exposed and pale,
Cancerous demons, hot on their trail.
The man fights all throughout the night,
Knowing if she’s safe, all will be right.
The man is injured, feels her touch,
A wing sprouts up, a seed from love.
The man fights on, and saves her soul,
He follows her, his heart she stole.

“This Wicked Earth”
I look upon it with utter disdain,
As it watches my brother fight,
I watch it inflict misery,
And pain,
My name is Scorn,
I know no delight.