He must walk this world alone;
Dark hair, dark eyes – much
Darker name we never speak.

He passes through unseen;
But still we know, as
We shiver in the warmth.

Doomed to be alone.
Stranger in the crowd,
Solitary one.

Just longing, to
Care for someone, not
To just exist.

Not long, there
He saw him, brighter
than the sun.

Wide eyed,
Or else enchanted
By him.



Who’s he?
And why so sad? He

Bright green eyes,
Soft pink hair, to match,
Widest smile.

To look upon,
Such loneliness, his
Aching heart broke.

I know you now. He
Who walks in shadows.
I’ll show you the light.

So at the last moment
He reached out, to take
Cold fingers in his own.

Death’s no longer alone, Life
Embraces him now.
They stay like that. Forever.


There once was a man
Cursed with the dark.
There however was one
Who created his spark.

His guide in this world
His strength and his light.
They walked together
He lit up his night.

Then the unthinkable
Destiny split two ways.
The darkness got darker
The light began to fade.

The choicest of choices
Served up on a dish.
To save who you love
Or grant them their wish.

One way
There is no need to dwell.
The other
Makes you your own living hell.

The demon chose
He favoured his friend.
So carving his hell
He chose to kill E.N.D.

The darkest demon, he
Now walks on his own.
Without his one light
He is always alone.