Dark, Freestyle, Poetry, Video Games, Writing

Demonic Beauty

The dark flower, mysterious And demonic in its pristine beauty A curse of immortality, Passed down through the ages

Anime, Dark, Freestyle, Horror, Poetry, Writing

When the Cicadas Cry

Within a broken mind, The shrill cries of cicadas echo Against crumbling ivory bone The cicadas keep crooning, Even in the desolate spaces Where only silence exists Can you hear them?

Dark, Emotions, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Solidarity in Scarlet Shadows

Waltzing along to a hidden crescendo, I twirl through scarlet satin shadows They cloak my porcelain skin, Donning me in a mask of my own making