(A/n: this story was written after I read "Alone" by Edgar Allan Poe while I was sitting alone on the couch.)
In the dark
Here alone
You hear a voice
Whispering
It calls your name
You hear it plea
To take your soul
You try to flee
But who'll accept
It's got a knife
To your neck
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetrySo this is going to be a little different. It's not any sort of story, instead it is a collection of poems that I've written(hence the title). I will try to upload one once a week. Most of my poems are free verse, but on occasion I experiment with d...
