I once knew a lady named Misery.
She lived in a damaged world,
she calls to me in transparent dreams.

A lonely star
outside
the closed universe.

She was my twisted soul.

Long ago
she experienced
the darkest of
pain.

Beauty was something
she could not
believe.

I once knew an angel named Evil.
She travelled like a
ghost into the shadows.

Her heart was dying for some form of life.

All seems balanced now
the angel burns to die.