I write poetry and use writing prompts and start stories, chances are they'll be one of three things: simple, artsy, pretentious. All of them will be pretty bad. Bad art is better than no art, though, and more people need to let themselves make bad art, so this is what this is, a collection of rabbles, enjoy! [some of the earlier poems will have been posted on my message board prior to this, by the way, as i am unoriginal and seldom actually write] x

I wasn't going to post this, it's quite personal but I liked it so

A book written by a moonlit poet with stardust ink. Please vote, follow and share! goal: x/75 poems

Try to hear, don't leave me hoping. Please, don't try to quit. Just answer this one simple thing, Can you hear it? Won competition to be published in Creative Communication 2016 Spring Anthology

A poem about sleep, or the lack of

Gossip. Everyone gossips since they have nothing better to do. Their lives are boring, so they go talk about someone else's lives. So they talk, everybody talks. But what happens when you're the one their talking about. Better yet, about someone having a crush on you. You're flattered, who wouldn't? You get used to it, the rumors and gossips and teases. But then the gossip really begins. What then?

What if the only thing you have left is just a piece of paper? Well, more of a whole stack of papers, a thousand to be exact. Origami is the only thing for the one who folds again and again, one paper bird at a time. It's the only hope this person has who has fallen into the depression of knowing nothing will ever change, alone with no one to catch them. But it's not until a magical paper world opens up to this person, filled with life and color compared to the dark and gloomy life. The only question is: Will these paper cranes give this person hope once more or will they abandon this person in the darkness?

Do you see that dark figure following you? No. Don't move, or it'll go away. What do you think it is? Maybe it's some kind of monster, I'm scared. Wait, I have one too. What is this? It's called a shadow? What is a shadow? Is it a friend or foe? A stalker of the day and night? A monster that lurks in the darkness? A friend following you to the bitter end? Or just an illusion of light, and nothing more? But don't be so scared. You should find out yourself, what a shadow really is. Cover by @GorgeousBish

"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]

Genres: Poetry / Horror. Summary: This collection chronicles the horrific contents of my brain in poetic form. This is not for the faint of heart. It contains terrifying moments of murder, suicide, mayhem, rituals, hauntings, and nightmares in various poetic forms from ballads to sonnets and many more. Most of these pieces are one-shot tales, but the "Haunted Blades" ballad sequence is marked with an asterisk (*) throughout the collection to denote an interconnected series of poems. Status: *on-going*