my immortal

in the meantime pining for you
my darkness grew weary
and said hello, my dear. I am here to keep you company
my sadness swell and I said you can go to hell
the dark answered this won't do

Now hush, buttercup, or do you like it rough?

We’re going to do this either way
Let us converse about your special affections
He doesn’t care about you the way we do

Let us entertain you
Mimicking my man, they made me laugh
at his serious nature

an affliction is need, and I am steeped in sorrow
the dark contemplate my desire
then with a flurry of emotion sat beside me

With an intent look in the eyes he told me
You are not mortal; we recognize you from another place
Your hurt was noticed, and we came to help

curious by design, they wanted to know what troubled me
my admission, I didn’t fit in with anyone here
Sacred doom does that mean I’m evil?

The dark artist spoke and looked at me sternly
By whose measure do you define that?
Your heart shines, and in our realm you are greatly missed
evil in our eyes does not what it says
it cultivates your love and collects your tears
with little in return

There is no moral little one
Your interest in the humans is noted
But you must return soon you are greatly missed
With a pout on my face, I answer
But I wanted it so bad

he is to my liking I will bring him home with me forthwith
The dark looked concerned
but my love your Father has promised you to another
a count of great importance you’re expected at court soon

My heart sank
The Onyx Kingdom was a stifling place in my mind
with grave affection, he uttered we all have duty and propriety to think of
perhaps you may keep his as a courtean of your court
my soul was unshaken I wanted him as my immortal love