Snow softly falls
Forming a white downey blanket
Upon the cold ground
Where it finds a woman
Looking down
Upon a single tombstone
She weeps
Like she has done
For 5 long years.

Her loving husband rested there
Cradled in the earth
Along side her daughter
Who barely had begun her life
Now rested with her father
Un aware of the dark
That lurked in the world.

In her hands
She held 4 roses.
Each red and lush
Full of life unlike her heart
Which cries infinite tears.

Her world shattered
In an instant
As the truck hit the car
Claiming the fathers life
The daughter singing in the back
Now screamed as the car rolled
Until it stopped
And silenced her forever

She placed the roses on the stone
Gently in the soft downy snow
One day she would join them
But until then
She would visit
Everyday
And carry roses
Into
The cryptic,
cold place.
The only color
That mirror imaged her inside
Her lost heart
Mirrored by
The Gothic Rose.

Dark
Isolated
A heart that used to beat
With love
Now beats
With pain
Sorrow
Hatred for life
Death was its only comfort

She places the necklace
Over her bleeding heart
The bright crimson color
Matching the color
Of the tears she hides

Her nails black
Matching her soul
Once vibrant
She would take a big risk
Just for a chance
To find her place
In life
But doors that were once open
Were now closed
The people she loved
Now shunned her
And turned their backs

Her once red blood
Ran black and cold
As she applied the lipstick
Her hair
Like black waves flowed
Around her shoulders
Her eyes
Tiger color
Flashed as she slipped
Into her jacket

She became over time
The hunter
Instead of prey
She became
Just like her heart
Her Gothic Heart.

Hold me close
When I need you
Even if somethings bothering me
Or not
Hold me close

I want to feel safe
Warm
In your arms
As I snuggle close
Hold me close

Through the night
I want to feel your heat
Your skin against mine
Underneath the moon
As it shines through the glass
To cast a mystical glow
Upon us as we sleep
Hold me close

And as my body goes cold
The final time
Remember me
The way I felt in your arms
As you once
Held me close
For I will be with you
Forever in this way
For you kept your promise
To hold me close.

Closing my eyes
I drift off to sleep
Restless
Unbridled thoughts
Cloud my mind

I walk among
Sakura trees
Thier bases glowing
With kanjis barriers
To ward off evil
But something is off.

The petals are wilted
The grass around is brown
Instead of green and alive

As I make my way among them
I hear the flutter of wings
Not to sure what to expect
I climb one of the trees

At the highest point
I see two figures
One white winged
The other black
They seem to be circling
Around something or someone

I climb down
Venturing forth
Cautiously
Not understanding why
Are they here for me?
Why in my safe haven?

The closer I got
The more I saw
Between the two
Layed a body
Hovering just above the ground
Raven black hair
Hung as a halo
Underneath her cold
Deathlike skin.

She layed there
In a soft white
Satin gown
As if in an eternal slumber.

The two fighters
Commensed the attack
On each other
As I watched
The body began to glow.
A bright white energy
Followed by a black energy

I realized then
They were fighting for her.
I came close to the body
As I looked at her face
I froze
My whole body went cold.

I was looking at myself
What *** going on?
As I looked at the two angels
My eyes widened in horror
What was so special about me?

I tried to wake myself up
I shook my body
As they fought
And the ground beneath me
Shook violently.

I screamed
As the swords clashed
I shielded my body
As the final few blows
Were delivered
As the ground rumbled

Opening my eyes
I look down
My body was still glowing
Only white
Accompanied by a red light
From the chest.

He picked up my body
And cradled it close
As he did
White wings formed
On the back
As she opened her eyes

She smiled at me
As she opened her wings
Embracing me
She whispered something in my ear.
I smiled..
Both took to the sky
As a sunbeam
Shined through the clouds
Showing them the way home.

I understood
Ive awakened
I spread my wings
And fly
Home
Where I belong.

When the eagle
And hawk
Fly as one
The legend
Of a warrior
Will come alive

He meets with his comrades
Amist the bonfire
He spoke
Of myths and legends
Warriors
Riding across the sky
Hunting buffalo
As they once had done
Across the grassy plains

War cries fill the air
As they chased down
Their meal
Praying to the great spirit
With each ****
As a way of giving thanks.

The fire flickered
Among their copper skin
As images danced
On the walls

He saw visions
Many things
That had passed
Or going to pass.
He had a wife
He had a son
He also lost both
To war or sickness.

He called forth
Many of us by name
As he made his way
To the sacred cave

His final vision quest
Led him deep within
There he drew
His final breath

Not before he prayed
To the great spirit
To guide him home
And to protect his decendants.

So now
Whenever I see
An eagle in the sky
And hear a hawks cry
I know he is watching
And waiting

The painted warrior
Now in the sky.

The ground
Rumbles and cracks
As the army
Of heaven
And the army
Of hell gather
To prepare for the final war.

I stood alone
Watching and waiting
For the outcome
As swords and wings clashed
I saw many fall
But never hit the ground

Falling to my knees
I couldnt watch anymore
"Choose..."
A voice said
I looked up
And saw something
I couldnt understand
It was a sword
The blade face down
Stuck in the ground.

I reached for it
But it burned
My hand
Gripping the hilt
Bitting back the udge to scream
I pulled it.

Holding the sword
I looked around
A black beam of energy
Tore through my chest
As I fell to my knee
I turned fast
"Now it ends!"
I scream.

Raising the sword high
I slam it into the shadow
At my feet

I hear an inhuman scream
As I back up
The shadow appears
To take form

Looking closer
It is me but darker
Laying in a pool
Of black blood.

Turning my face upward
I scream
So loud the angels and demons
Stop and look at me.

A little girl appears
Out of the shadows
Running to me she embraces me
"Thank you."
As her energy engulfs me
Before she disappears.
The demons
Back away in fear
For now I stood with the angels
The sword of my destiny
In my hands
Clad in white armor
Ready..
For the final
Inner Apocolypse.

Walking among
The mighty forest trees
I feel something calling out to me
As I draw closer I see a man
Dressed in traditional buckskin
As I watch him
He moves his hand
As if wanting me to join him
Beside the fire.

I walk forward slowly
As if in awe of this man
As he speaks
I watch the flames dance
To his words
He spoke of a time
Where buffalo ran free
Across the plains
Peaceful plains
That rolled in the winds.

He spoke of a man
Who had a warrior spirit
He was the son of a mighty chief
He was devoted to his tribe
He sacrificed himself to protect them

I saw images of this warrior
In my mind as the flames
Entranced me with its
Hypnotic dance

This man in the flames
Did not look like the man
Who was speaking
It was as if this image
Was nestled in my heart
For there he stood
A man proud
And tall
With the spirit of a warrior

When the story was told
The storyteller smiled
"You have found your Spirit Warrior...."

He turned
And walking away
He disappeared
What was he
A ghost?
A spirit guide?
But I did
Find him
My Spirit Warrior.