Poetry

When hope is lost what does one do? To simply quiver. To simply wither. Nay When hope is lost the light has faded but not the light of...

Staring at my own reflection Thinking where to feel affection Slowly tears started to fall down And here I am feeling so drown Where can...

When the pitch black consumes the skies, How eerie and menacing the world lies. It is as if evil resides, At every corner perceived by...