Where do I begin? I miss you old friend.. My heart feels empty I think you took part of it dear oh how i wish you were here. the fire's gone cold yo...Read more

"my love what makes you happy?" He looks at me with his eyes made of ember "Not sure" i look back at the ember He doesn't know that it's him... H...Read more

As I look at this blade Ready to play The game of fate Where losing is life Winning is death I question myself I question my worth I question hope...Read more

The poet and the muse The tears of beauty The tears of art Its the death of the poet that tears us apart Its the death of the muse that makes us re...Read more