Afterlife, Chapter One
"...Lyr... Lyrius... Hey, Lyrius?! Are you listening?" I jerked up in my usual seat on one of the two sofas in the room, ducking my head slightly, ruffling my head-fur in embarrassment, "U-uhh... Y-yeah, sorry, Ushio..." Ushio was our fearless...
Innocence
And even if this person wasn't innocent, and really was a bad person deserving of something this bad...in all truth, that didn't change much. think about it.
Whole
A broken boy Came to me One night Holding the shattered pieces of his heart. Cradled in his hands; He offered them to me... And the shards Were so sharp; They cut my fingers And further fell apart... My palms were raw And bleeding, But...
My Heart
If I offered to you my heart, Would you promise to keep it safe And always make it warm? If I offered to you my heart, Would you promise not to ruin it And always make it race? If I offered to you my heart, In it's entirety, every broken bit of...
The Lonely King
Verse I I'm sitting on my throne Looking for a place of my own I'm tired of feeling alone Why don't you pick up the phone? Why do you feel the need To cut me open and watch me bleed? Even though I'm still your king The jester's the only one...
Invisible
There they are again Strangers They intrude within me Itching beneath my complexion They slide into me Rough Angrily thrusting deep And deeper still Until I am broken Bleeding secretively They tear me apart from inside Wracking my frail body...
Kamikaze Lover
Silence is my canopy in Amicable sanity Hidden within pockets and Pockets of blind monogomy Myself bound within Inside Beneath A cloak of twisted blasphemy A body within a body A soul beneath a soul Entertwined Embraced Together You are my...
Redemption (Chapter Three)
The person pushed on my back again steering me futher into the room. i continue walking until the person released me kicking the back on my knees. i drop to the floor and groan it felt the numerious little razors were cutting into my knee caps.
"I am Not Afraid"
I Am not Afraid By Ken Anderson, 15 March, 2019. Ah, yeah, there it is... It's been years; too long. The memory has faded, But the desire remains. It's that feeling I've missed; Such sweet, silent songs, Such emotions debated, No...
Conjoined Evolution
It was also meant for the then 25th anniversary of pokémon and is a personal poem about what pokémon means to me. originally posted in march 2021.
TFS
Talkin, but words aint formin stutterin over a breath that aint comin. Take a seat, mouth dry feeling like I woke up just after I died. Pause, wait a minute things are going real good, Yeah! I can feel it, somethin tellin me, I'm in a much...
Land of Discord's World History
Let me introduce myself first. The one narrating this story (me, apparently) is Hal Trixija. Crappy name, I know, but that is my fucking name! Now, let me tell you about the world I am stuck into (I really wish they can make a crossover with the...