Tortured Souls
We live to survive,
To glow in power,
But that power fades,
And we fall apart,
Death, pain,
Those are my life,
It is what I am,
Evil knows no good,
The tortured soul is within,
All living,
Crawl to be something,
But nothing is there,
In my heart,
Pain, despair seeps in,
Takes over my soul,
Lives within me until death,
The tortured soul is mine,
It’s always there,
Waiting to torment me,
And I want it,
My little tortured soul.
(Very Buffy inspired poem.)