I see you, Human child;
I brought you to the Dark.
You stumble in the Wild;
You thought you heard a lark.
Darling, why do you stare?
Darling, I led you this way.
Child, you're so unaware;
Child, many I've led astray.
This isn't your little grass field;
This isn't your father's grove.
The trees have power to wield;
The river hordes a dark trove.
I know you saw my eyes;
I know they gave you chills.
You see where Magic lies;
You feel it in the hills.
Darling, you're still sane, you think?
Darling, take a look around.
Child, you are at Man's brink.
Child, sanity's brink, you've found.
This is where I've led you to.
This is where you've been put.
The way you came, you cannot view.
The way you came has shut.
YOU ARE READING
Faeries Born
PoetryA few poems about Faeries, and their lore. When are Faeries born? What do they do when we don't see them? What happens in the dunes? What is their darker side like? Please understand that while I have the "completed" box checked off, I will still p...
