A man looks into a mirror And screams; For it is not he, Nor his reflection.
Category: Poetry
For All That I have Forgotten
Oh, how my days have me bound To a slumber eternal, Wherein my ebon life, Has become a nemesis I cannot break. Come to me, I beg! Cast upon me one last spell As does Luna alone in memory, Whose only touch mourns for me. My throne is an empty soul, Which… Continue reading For All That I have Forgotten
Cold Start
The cities are sour, Filled with people that cower Yet silently, in bliss; the trees flower.
Azazel
Humans are vessels, For an energy brighter than the stars, And who would seek to fly ever more On wings of gold and souls of old. But if you desire to prove me wrong Ask yourself, would you rather; Fly with me, Or sing your quarantine song?
Inner Truth
As above So Below, Like life, And death, Yet now Only within; Behind walls Behind doors, Yet within Only you, A truth To seek, Alone, yet Not.
