The door opened and I walked into the light,
I entered into this place you all call earth.
I stayed and tried to conform to your ways,
but each of you can only exist through the pain
and confusion you inflict on one other.
While on your earth I screamed so loud
for help but no one heard.
In now must I return
to the darkest from which I dwell.
Yes, it is lonely here, but here I'm safe.
No one hurts me, and
when I scream,
the reason no one hears me is because
"They" are not there.
I now know that us white lighters
are here to learn the darkness.
For when we return as "the LIGHT"
we have personal knowledge of where
you are,
and can work with knowledge to bring the tortured out.
My mission is to become one of the
tortured, which I have done.
In the darkness, to which I return now,
I will find the power
I need to have,
which will give me the courage to join my maker.
I almost made it once,
but someone opened that door
put his
hand through and pulled me out.
But he is now busy with his own
life
and I am left behind. But I have a place to return,
"I'm coming
back again."
I never was very far away, no one ever really leaves "home".
"Within the fog
They listen and watch.
They keep me on the path,
I always return.
No matter how hard I fight
I can't escape their wrath.
To deliver the message
I must feel the pain.
Feel the cold, live in the draft."
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Magenteon Astriel Silverwing
"Princess Ziya"