Zadkiel I call upon thee now to give clarity to a final deed, did I turn my back on a soul in need? Is forgiveness the acceptance of even the broken, no matter how harsh their words spoken? Must I forgive time and time again whilst they sprinkle down hatred that fills me with pain?
Zadkiel, can I forgive, forget and move on? Can I forget the shock in their voice as I questioned their choice? Was I wrong, should I have remained strong? Am I not her protector, is it not my duty to shield her? Was it selfish, did I put her ahead of their needs when they are so desperately in search of the broken seed? Zadkiel, I am lost and in fear, I searched for you but could not see you near. The words flowed with surprising ease as I watched her fall to her knee’s. Her beliefs torn apart, her thoughts questioned she stumbled upon lies a clouded darkness fell upon her eye’s. Chance and chance again, Zadkiel, I gave in and before my eye’s grey scale fell and I saw as I never seen before,
and now her role within, is no more. Zadkiel, I ask for clarity and forgiveness reserved for the strong, is my heart right? Did I do no wrong?

Lunar.

My soul has been aching, waiting for you.

Searching the empty sky for your return,

Your call whispering in the night of blue

Oh how deep it is my heart does yearn.

On this eve of evermore your light shines

upon my door, so close to your full form

I count the seconds until it is time

as your energy creates a loving storm.

For you are life and you are she

An empty sphere of dark and light

So simple. Without you we cannot be.

You come to us on the darkest nights,

sprinkling down your diamond shine

So we may know, it will all be fine.

Darkness engulf me.

I want the darkness to engulf me

to wrap its cold dead fingers around me

and drain me of what innocence I have left.

I want to be a walker of the night,

to disperse the shadows of doubt

and fill them with the heat of revenge

and when the dark angels are sent

to retrieve my broken soul

I will ask them of their crimson role.

I want the darkness to engulf me.

Slither of Light in Dark.

A small slither of moon illuminates the sky

as dying stars fall before my eyes.

The light hidden within my darkest days

as the light in my dark skips and plays.