For many years i traveled lonely as my shadow,
Hiding in shade and fearing shunned from light,
Sleeping with darkness, embracing my lusty desire.
Self hate and captive pain was my only game,
Tasting my selfish desires i gave them all a name!
In this realm i dirtied an corrupted, muddied up my crown,
I was first prime of darkness, oblivion it was my name!
A sleeping warrior was i, lost in the teachings of darkness,
Striped of my power and gifts i lashed out in pain,
With given talons from the darkest of my realms,
But took my strength with each use, taking a piece of me too,
Till i could watch no more and i stood  an held my ground,
I won the great battle, my freedom, my choice to choose,
The Choice is made there is no battle, just a choice to be made.
~Dark Child~