• Dread

    It feels as if my heart,
    once filled with stars,
    has faded.
    In to a black hole.... more »

  • Gone

    Watching as the wax slowly dries,
    sealing her thoughts away.
    The night sky seem to cry along with her.
    Letter upon letter,... more »

  • Kinda Morbid Poem

    I don't feel like talking,
    but I feel like I should.
    My mouth is glued shut.
    Sewn together with my last breath.... more »