• Living life out on my
    Fortress' edge I sit
    Watching the sky turn blood red
    Watching the minds go dead
    As if the switch is turned and
    Batteries burned
    Am I yearned for? I wonder...

    I stumble through my castle's halls
    Hearing my subjects and those who bawl
    And reach for me, feeling despair
    For I'm to take it from them to there, cast it
    Out upon the sky and hope to
    None that I shan't die for when I do who will be there
    At the funeral? I wonder....

    And yes there are those who claim me
    "Friend"
    And yes there are those who claim me
    "Partner"
    And yes, dare I say it, even those who claim me
    "Hero," "Savior," "Guardian."
    Do they love me? I wonder...

    Feel my arrow pierce thine heart
    Oh being of sorrow and sadness
    For I'm tired of you being in the very shadows
    I dispel with my light.
    'Tis ironic then, that I am light
    And yet remain hidden in the shade
    And yet remain within the half-hidden realms
    Of this place, helping many and receiving payment in the form of
    Smiles.

    Hugs.

    Handshakes.

    Kindly looks.

    They call me a warm person
    Yet they claim they're cold whenever I enter the
    Room, say that they shiver whenever I trespass the
    Door. I'm unsure.
    This sea of despair I rise above,
    A shining moon pulling on the currents,
    For once I finally pull the ocean from its depths
    I will forever be free. Will they miss me?
    I wonder...