[You know that when Dragon decides to do poetry, shit all goes sideways… you’ve been warned. Dragon also wants you to help her human side save her storage unit from auction.]
Fight or Flight Pain. Arrow through my Heart. Disarray. Devastation and Anger Surrounds me. Lost soul on a plain of distrust. Where do I go When nothing is left? Am I destined to Wander the Wasteland Of Hatred? Wishing for Hope. Wishing for Peace. Wishing for Silence From the Bombs of Cacophony. Alone? I fly solo. Where are the others? No more. The pain. It must stop. I hear the anguish. The terror. The cries. I can only do so much.