Sparkles In My Cells
2017 04 20
Alone in the basement of his dark house,
Bryan watches movie flickering on wall
that shows young woman in long ye...
Mad And Dying World (A Poem Inspired by the song Away from me By Evanescence)
I try to hold my breath as this life begins to slowly slip away into the void on...
I saw the black moon in the mirror of Death.
Death isn't the end. It's the beginning. Of mouldering.
"At least death would be swift."
That's not what you'd expect in a Hilda story.