Walking the path that I've always dreamt about,

Never caring what others might think of me, 

Never did I once stop thinking about those

Who do not see me as worthy.

I am on a mission and like my mother before me,

With fire in my heart and steel in my veins, 

I do not care for those words people spit out,

For what I am and will become will be far greater. 

So I steer not far from the path I dreamt of many nights,

Willing my way through the ups and downs,

For my dreams are unshaken, my spirit unbroken.

And now you know why I can never leave.

It's been a long time since I have felt truly at ease with my friends

Since I've been able to laugh freely, smile easily, and be unapologetically myself

But now I have found people who make me feel accepted and celebrated

Who laugh with me, not at me

Who pick me up when I fall

Who listen when I need to talk and talk when I need to listen

Who do goofy, silly things with me 

And who are the people I would gladly stay with forever

And that is why I will never leave.

In darkest nights upon twisted spires, 

Gather, thou devils, saints’ dark desires.

Now hearken here to those cawing knaves,

As this very tale from the grave reclaims.

With bone-chilled screams and wings of blackened flame,

These vile fiends weave evil’s cruelest aim.

Their wails in the night bring fright’s mighty sway,

On midnight wings, they come to stalk and prey.

Not saints, but monsters cloaked in raven’s guise,

Conceal the sins where darkened essence lies.

Fallen angels with souls so darkly steeped,

Return to crooked knoll where shadows creep.

On Hallow’s Eve, return, but burn at dawn;

Reveal your form, let haunted guise be drawn.

Where you seek to rise, your end is near to find,

With devilish eyes and shape unkind.

Begone, O fiends of darkness, from this place,

Till forevermore, with crooked soul erased.

Return on All Hallows’ Eve if you dare,

Yet beware, for your dark fate waits there.