we are all just misfit human beings infatuated with the idea of perfection.

"Nothing can protect us from the human screams, as the fire of anarchy intoxicates our once innocent minds." ~~~~~~ A collection of poems about life, death, and everything in between. Dark, deep, and horror poetry intended to make you think about things in a new perspective.

Ink stained hands to crumpled paper, Scribbling nonsense only I, can decipher. #265- Dec. 28, 2016

i could never do you the disservice of calling you beautiful you, my dear, are ethereal -- a collection of short poems, from a relatively tall girl