Morbid Angil : Writing

Evil Hearts?

Evil Hearts?

A Poem by Morbid Angil


Feeling regretful for living a lie. Yet I want things between us to flourish then die. Can you understand? What then your reply? Is there somethin..
Killing Time

Killing Time

A Poem by Morbid Angil


The thought turns into a notion, the notion carries over to dread, the dread leads to destruction, is this how it’s supposed to end? My ..
Watchful And Waiting

Watchful And Waiting

A Poem by Morbid Angil


Watchful and waiting alone again. If only I was at home. Watchful and minds eye, to all others we must deny. solo wings into the midst, only ..