boy, i am the silence of the fallen i am the judge of all creatures living and dead i am the darkness to balance the light i am the end of it all
Category Archives: myth maker
heroes, fiends, and saints
i want to live like they do inside the stories of mine raw and full of power outraged and demanding righteous and kind
power
oh teeth how terrible you didn’t grow into fangs oh eyes how terrible you don’t glow with celestial fury oh shoulders how terrible you did not sprout endless wings
one purity and the darkness two
one purity, begging for others to see their love for another a love can only be admired, not replicated two respond, begging for darkness to consume them and take them away one may jest and quickly denies, explaining it was only a joke while the other smiles, a mask that no one can see pastContinue reading “one purity and the darkness two”
but alas
they are odd unusual, and off one is headstrong stupidly stubborn and has no sense of others’ feelings blind and naive in what others say it can be a curse but alas, we love one will pick and pry for pleasure sometimes not knowing the limits but it is all a cover because for themContinue reading “but alas”
an earth that never loved her
i see a girl kneeling in a field of flowing grass her wrists bloody and the earth drinking up her life i see a girl with tears streaming down her face and the earth drinking her liquid sorrow i see a girl wishing to sacrifice herself to an earth that never loved her
ink tears
she has tears of ink cold and full of darkness i have tears of water Warm and full of sorrow
a poet's confessional 