I -
A foolish poet...
Beneath the moon’s unblinking stare,
Where twisted shadows fill the air...
This is truly a demon haunted world
Reading the dark revelations of another’s mind...
A stolen soul
And a heart to match...
Sometimes,
the wolf isn’t the bad part...
It wouldn’t be
the kind of magic you shoot...
My conscious
Is clean siblings...
Flowers cover the grounds
From red to purple...
Would it be justice
to declare...
Tears of laughter in the dying light
The good all hanging from a great height...
She shrieks within the confines of the night,
Her hopes and dreams crushing, as if her bones...
That day, as though yesterday it lingers,
The school bell rang, yet sickness clutched my...