She was a witch in
the world of fae;
A river of darkness
flowed in her eyes.
Too far away from
their glittering light;
But not far enough
to see through their lies.
She once believed
she could fly among them,
That she would give them
her everything till she was worn.
She tried to whiten
her darkness for them,
Forgetting that 'you can never
change how you are born'.
To fit in their puzzles
she kept cutting parts of her ,
With her own sword
she had learned to wield.
But she could never
cease the mourning
tears of her soul;
From her cut wounds,
they continued to bleed.
It was her battle to win against
the darkness she was gifted.
A war to become like
those callous beings,
From whom
smiles never drifted.
Praying she would
have someone to stand with,
A beam of happiness
that never shifted.
But she forgot that
creatures like her
Are fated not to live
like those in stars.
That she would only
be known as evil,
Nothing else mattered,
her tears or scars.
She stood alone with
her heart full of graves,
Hoping she could steal
some feelings from the dead.
But alas, the only thing
she ever felt was a hollow scar,
From the stabbed daggers
she survived in her lost wars.
An 'evil witch' , they called her,
She promised herself
that's what she'll be.
That the loneliness was
better than their
mirage of happiness.
With her crown of darkness,
at least she was a
Soul living free.
Anakinaa
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