He has been alone ever since he could remember. Having no purpose or a force driving him, hurt and left behind, his dreams are his salvation.

"Boy, there's a demon for everything!" -Anonymous These are my original composed poems which says it all...Simply Gothic...the subculture that thrives in the dark... "Dark" is always mistaken for something evil and Gloomy...but this poems clearly express "Dark" as something Sexy and Beautiful... I would appreciate all your comments,votes and suggestions so please enjoy this Wickedly-composed poems that came from the..."Abyss"... Yours, Will S. Speares (xX W.S.S Xx)