Feed on anger, feed on souls!
Vent my feelings; torment roles...

***This poem is more of a story then anything...

Past the dawn into the mysts...
Solitary darkness assists...

-Be Still-
The maiden's quest for time...

(This is more of a short story than anything...

Slip into peaceful dreaming sleep...
...A ease not greatly earned...

Spinning, slowly staring on;
Silent song within my mind...

Clip the wind with a three bladed soul
Come into the spacious darkness tormented by the...

Tempting.
How miniscule and pathetic are the inconsequential...

I remember the times we shared...
In dreams you were real and so beautifully rare...

(This poem may not be the best I have...

A cold blanket in the wind
Holding someone tight...