How is a poet born
A self inflicting curse is sworn
A curse to see the world anew
To see the sky a different blue
Like no other love is felt
After that a blow to the heart is deadly dealt
Then the heart is sewn back together
But the scar is shown forever
At this place none dare tread
For this is where the poet bled
With the blood came the tears
As he felt a childs fears
Slowly he rises to his feet
Having felt utter defeat
Tired he takes step and step again
To find a path where none have been
The Demon With A Frozen Heart And Gentle Soul
