Creature

A creature

Clad in tatters of dead joy

Bleeding

The red of the holly berries

And crowned

With their spiky leaves

By the light of the sun

I'm running through

Failing my search

When did my strenght fail?

Seeing the sun die

Year after year

There's nothing new

Get's ready now

To terrorize

So pure I am

Where I bleed

Shreds of fate

Given life

By my fierce scream

I am mad