Birthday

A single day a year for my life to be celebrated.

Gray

The sky is gray

The Chosen One

The chosen one. The living prophecy. The hero destined to protect us all.

Save Me

Disguised, they lurk, heartless and cold

Serenity

A calm sea against rocky shores

Blood

Blood pulses, fear discouraged, heart pounding to the stomp of feet

One Day

Tasks unending, torturing my sense of freedom.