This is a random prose poem I wrote, I have not experimented much with prose, as I prefer the flow of ryhme schemes. The title was inspired by Carl Sa..
Under the shade of the dying treesCome the shadows of souls in searchOf forlorn hearts to infest and seizeThe dying breath of the burning church.Weath..
Is it right to have to chooseWhether to share my curseOr seek something I couldn't bear to lose?I'm still not sure what's worse.I can only hope that m..
Given to such harsh misconceptionLiving in the lie of honestyBerating my mind with deceptionBecause it's easier not to see.It's not too difficult to i..
Look behind these anguished eyesInto the wrath that resides thereThis tumultuous energy that lies insideIt is more than I can hope to bear.Like a sky ..