Dark side of me.
I see Her, an I am not afraid. She wants to cause pain and anguish, to cut, slash, burn, to make them bleed. Them that a horried and cruel, uncooth, the bain to others, She judges with no mercy and no forgiveness, for Her heart is cold stone. In the darkness of me, She stands. To embrace Her, know that She is there, and yet I keep Her in check. For if I should let Her loss again, She shall consum me. Do not be fooled by Her beauty. Be warned, She carries a sword unlike any other. It cares not of innocence, an cuts all It touches. She holds this blade like a Lover. Guards my very soul, as a mother does a new born. Be forwarned.
