The Demoness In Me

I a' wait sleep
shadows warm inviting
soft whispers barely heard
I lay down to travel

tis the time I love
time I unfurl my wings
stretch my soul until it cries
tears of silence

am I truly her
who hunts who flies
scales glisten with primal beauty
Teeth sharpened to bite to taste

what I am
certain am I of this fact
tis the me as I should be
one I am meant to be

I can see her
in my eyes as I look wildly
into the glass in wonder
why you have release her
the Demoness the dark one in me