Memories

Naiye! i call out,
i need your help,
this curse of ours often felt.
like silver to you,
sunlight to me,
often longing just to be free!

we walk alone,
a path that only we can tread,
long and straight paved with dead.
we are so different,
yet so alike,
back at the beginning our wings were white.

cast from paradise,
you walked out,
and still they shout.
we cannot live,
nor can die,
just you and me, humble Naiye!

shall we carry on with our masters plan?
shall we leave?
run as fast as we can?
you with lycans,
me with vampyrs,
an endless battle that never tires!