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

Do you hear the rapping at your heart?
It is me…I gave you quite a start...

Hard to believe this cursed thing...
For just a moment...I thought it as nothing...

Poison words to vacant soul
Appearing to mine ears...

I see them walking briskly past...
Those wretches...they have no idea how close they...

(This poem is about 3 demons that are talking...

Tripped...
Faded...

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

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

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

Just bleeding like a dripping fall…
From a flower of unforgiveness...

I watched you die...
You just laid there...asking why...