Silent Spirits
We are silent spirits, Roaming through the night. Leaving now and then, A trail of fear behind our flight. 'Cross the vales and blackened plains, Swift of paw we run. Escaping from the dawn, The taste of blood upon our tongue. Yet we long to...
Den of Frost
"Den of Frost" I sit here in my closet, The door is open wide. With patience I am waiting, For you to come inside. A beast within the darkness bound, No sunlight on my wall. In silent sadness longing still, For you to hear my call. A...
The Eyes
_ **The Eyes** _ Somewhere thunder roars, In my mind- Or in the sky...I don't care. The drips that fall Upon my face can never Wash it all away. My hands seem old, Lifeless, Decrepit, Like old gnarled trees Covered with blood. But...