The dark tower of life
Beacon of light illuminating a gentle light a spot in the darkness of existence the dark tower of life it is a never ending wasteland of eternity figures impossible to describe shifting shapes and sounds in the dark tower of life the geometry
In Misty Pools Way Down Below
In misty pools way down below rose-fingered dawn falls on earthly shadows darkness slinks away to its lightless home where liquid things spit and twist where fungal minds cast fungal glow in misty pools way down below lights unseen prowl and lurk
Poem #23
As darkness descends upon me, surely i am not worthy, yet they support me at every turn. why do i always smell so much blood? that stench of iron? things are so different now.
Darkened Dawn: Part 1/3: Revolt To Revoria: Chapter 3: Kidnapping Kiddo
Finally, alice let me out, but when i went out, it looked dark, and i saw a huge star-shaped figure in the sky. "paradox," alice had said. "they're back." i thought about what she had said. what did she mean, they're back?
Curse Part 2
A pair of moons, one pale silver and another a dark reddish gold, hung low in the starlit sky. no one paid much mind to them anymore, a backfired ritual was responsible and no one has ever cared enough to fix it.
Time sea/ Time sand
darkness fill's the air around. nothingness is my guilt. lost in the sea of time. i drifted for enternity. love is gone dead as life. a monster inside tear's at me. hate if fill me torward's all other being. shadow hide me.
Time sea/ Time sand
By cain darkness fill's the air around. nothingness is my guilt. lost in the sea of time. i drifted for enternity. love is gone dead as life. a monster inside tear's at me. hate if fill me torward's all other being. shadow hide me.
Artificial mind
My artificial mind fell the pain of time. Spinning all round something not right. Up and down I'm lost inside. A maze so tricky. There got to be a way. I can't stay this way. A disgrace to they. how look down upon me. Leave me be. I won't fall away....
The Lake
The mocking cries of the blackbirds echoed in the darkness. i climbed into one of the decrepit and mold encrusted boat and made my way to the center of the lake.
Poem
The darkened clouds spewing forth bolts of lightning to kill the darkness. the flames don't burn my soft skin as i stare at the darkness, himself. my sword drawn as i am lifted up by wings of gold.
Oh Holy Night... Part I
Vampire has been the source of many stories in the wonderfully dark world of modern-day vampires sitting in the darkness of human cities, controlling who does what, feeding grounds, and how much power a particular covenent of vampires get in a city.
Hearts Light
Cursed we are to have hearts of darkness. blessed we are for we are free. to the light we ask. "why must the world pay, for the hearts you have swayed."