Nyx : Writing

Endless Search

Endless Search

A Poem by Nyx


So many of us get caught up in the destination, rather than the adventure.
The Cult

The Cult

A Poem by Nyx


Witches gather at night, performing their various deals of fright.
The Blue and Red

The Blue and Red

A Poem by Nyx


Sadness always trumps anger, simply for the reason that sadness is eternal, constantly flowing like the waves.
Pop Rocks and Cigarettes

Pop Rocks and Cigarettes

A Poem by Nyx


The ash fallen purifies all unkempt.
Grey

Grey

A Poem by Nyx


Grey isn’t just a color, it’s an emotion.
Green

Green

A Poem by Nyx


The color green is a metaphor in itself.
Black

Black

A Poem by Nyx


Maybe we all have black hearts, tinted with rose.
Blue

Blue

A Poem by Nyx


Why are you so blue?
Traveling Touch

Traveling Touch

A Poem by Nyx


You can always find me, lost in the lines I drew on your back.
Stillness of the Waves

Stillness of the Waves

A Story by Nyx


The waves always remind me of how our minds truly work.