Demons
by Emerald Embers
Louise_cmi_vc@hotmail.com
This is a poem I wrote especially for Vincent, definitely the most beautiful man/vampire/computer character (take your pick) alive. Hopefully I should get some more poems written in the near future.

Ex-turk Vincent suffered pain
That would drive others insane.
Scars all over, one dead arm,
Other marks that gave him harm.
Yet he hides his pain so well
Others might forget the hell
That he went through on his own
Leaving him lost and alone.
Stifled anger in his eyes
Blood-red pools that hypnotise.
Monsters hide under his skin,
They tease and hurt and torment him.
Such a few the others see
Worse are those that can't break free.
Demon Chaos can protect him,
Some can almost resurrect him,
Then there's those deeper inside
Demons that he cannot hide.
Demons that for years on years
Make him suffer without tears.
He has no aim, he has no hope
But in his sorrow he must cope.
One day he will find his peace
How? Who knows, not him at least.
But when he does, he'll mourn no more -
Maybe find his place in lore.
On history he'll make his mark,
For bringing light into the dark.
And when Hojo is dead and rotten,
Vincent still won't be forgotten.