The Beast and the Demons Are Very Alike

Lost in the insanity of a mind not conceived,
A connection lost, yet to be received.
How could her heartbreak, I do not know,
But I know that she will be soon buried in the snow.

A lifelong bloodlust,
A hoping chance to finally rust.
Forever wandering deeply into a rabbit's hole,
Never understanding what it means to be whole.

A creature, never human.
Always bothered by her demons.
She searches for him,
But the light is dim.

Nothing more could ever come out of this...