Cerus

Needs cinder, blaze, and sparkle.

Cerus

Sensitive, secretive, and restless.

Mate- Astraea

You know the things that break you always leave a little scar,
Though pain is long forgotten,
There's a place where they still are.
They leave behind the marking of pain that's far too deep
To be forgotten in the morning when you lay your head to sleep.

But scars don't really heal
They just fade into the past,
They slip into the corners
of your mind where they can last.

I know, that it is better to remember then forget,
Remember what you've bested
it will keep you going yet.

So dream my tired companion,
Let the nightmares fill your mind,
Till the memories that made them
Aren't as bad as you will find.

You can pick all the pieces,
Of your old and broken self,
To find the pain and all the misery
belonged to someone else.
Let the scars become a part of you,
the old forgotten strife,

Pick your pieces up companion,
Then continue on with life.