original stasis

 
aching in the daylight, I cry tears, of real pain
faced with my mortality, I fear, sometimes
especialy when I'm weak and the dark encroaches

I've accepted it, as a part of me
because one day it enterered my life
and I'm too proud, to admit fear
fear only encourages it to be cruel

instead my light shine
and I showed respect, to a race who is used to being put down
demons have feelings they are not of our making or at our command
they have a language of their own and they are a fiersome race
in part I see their beauty and I think they have taken to me because of this

sadly, I feel accepted by them but they are not of my kind
I'm unsure where I'm from I scour the universes for home for my kind
but I worry they are no more
or something is blocking my passage or my signals

I worry where I wil go when I die
the soul is incarnated elsewhere it doesn't die
my memories of other places come and go
I've been many places, I was something of an inconveinance, I fear
in my place of origins I had a dark mother and a father who adored me

he has sent me into the universes for my tutelage
I worry I won't be able to return home
because of the jealousy of my dark mother
my father is a being of both light and dark nature and I am also
he was the only light I remember in my original stasis

he was the light of the place
knowing my mother was there but never seeing her
she communicated treachery to me telepathically
it was her wish to overthrow my Fathers kingdom using me to do so
she is very diabolical but he can deny her nothing

I hear she is in exile but I feel her about sometimes
sometimes she shows me compassion and something resembling love
my dark mother has been trying to talk to me as of late
perhaps there was something I missed about her nature
perhaps I needed to learn something