The world is a harsh, pain-ridden, sorrowful place. It can really fuck you up if you let it. Most let it do so without even realising it. Such a matter occured with me.
It threw me straight into the shadows of fear. And there expected me to withered and suffer. I allowed it to do so for a while now - a long, long while.
I prayed and begged and pleaded for help, but alas, I was stuck. I continued existing among the nightmares and became aware that we're not that different; the night terrors and I.
I am among them now, I lead them infact! The shadows have tainted my soul, the fear poisoned my blood, pain filled my heart and chaos lives in my brain.
I've lived in the darkness so long that darkness is what I have become. I fight for the other side now, instead of pleading for the help of the angels; I rule besides the King of the devils.
And to think that I've started as a mere bitter-sweet disaster.
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Poems
PoetryHere are some of the poems that I've written, they're about all sorts of things. Some will be happy some will be sad, some will be based on true events and some will be pure fiction. Enjoy reading what goes on in my mind in poem form an please DON'T...
