The Ballad of the Fox and the Magic Sparrow

I ran away, far away from the happiness and the laughter,

I pounced into the arms of the madness and tormented emotions after,

I painted a canvas of my life with a paper and pencil,

But lost was my sanity and reality that was shattered with the mirrored glitch, of a million pixels,

Songs of love I carried a for with a hatred inside, 

Rewinding the tracks that had enough room to take the thoughts in my mind,

Yet as I fled with tears burning down my face,

A glowing sparrow under the moonlight, fully ignited my hiding place,

It sung to me, yet as a monster I was installed to feast, 

Night and day it sang and sang, until finally it quenched my beast, 

Changing eyes, and a sharp ended beak, 

A beautiful body, and hair that could douse the flames that tried to steal a peek,

This vagabond, this dirty and broken pile of bone, 

I have starved and starved, beeseching to find a home, 

Have I found my voice, is that the music inside me,

Oh, oh how I dream and dream and pray then wish, to follow you with gliding,

When all my pain was gone and lamely here I lay, 

Somewhere in the woods, I saw your eyes delay,

Showing me that sacrifice, of loving a cursed beast within a stained glass box,

So I crawled to you until I lost my breath and inside yours did it lock,

My dying gaze, my slowing heart, watched you change your shape, 

Now I can happily fade in the evermore of the blissful crimson waves,

Worry not my glowing sparrow, for I have taught you how to fly,

But it wasn't until I learned that you were a resting phoenix,

That I became a obsessed victim...

Of this untimely new divide,

Shave my fur and rip my skin,

Call out to my beast within,

Shatter this shackle bound prison,

That borders between you,

...

And I,