Alchemy

When I met you, flowers grew, In the darkest parts of my mind. The deepest depths, Shattered pieces, Of thoughts that went to die. Visions of violence, Cosmic despair, I always wondered why. Who could love me, The devils heir, Who would even want to try. Then I met you, You saw within me, A little Twinkle in my eye. You saw potential, A slither of hope, With lots of work, I kissed my demons goodbye.