Moonbug : Writing

Superstitious

Superstitious

A Poem by Moonbug


Darkness, and all color is shadow. I stare into an abyss, yet my mind still sees Contorted figures, staring eyes. There is a Presence, and all my..
The Night Love Died

The Night Love Died

A Poem by Moonbug


This is a poem about vampire lovers.
These Eyes

These Eyes

A Poem by Moonbug


These eyes are smothered When you allow them to see you For what you truly are. These eyes are bloody When you force them to look Directly into y..
Emo Mud

Emo Mud

A Poem by Moonbug


This is a poem that I wrote shortly after leaving an industrial club and the beat of the music was still playing in my head. The mix of intense emoti..

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