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?