The Entity

To the entity,
Who has no name,
No lively soul,
No warming flame.
With a heart of ice,
And dreams gone cold;
Nothing to suffice,
The empty she holds.
And regardless of entry,
Forgotten she seems.
Dragging behind her,
Worthless broken dreams.
Awaken, awaken!
And rise from the dead.
Surpass the unharmed.
Regain what you bled.
To the entity,
Who wants no name.
Who wants no soul.
Who wants no flame.
To the entity,
Who wishes everyday,
For wishes to come true;
For life to sweep her away...

A/N: Just another extremely emo poem that is not even necessarily sincere. Review if you want.