Everyone has one, so I will too. This is where I will paste my works. Which I had and have a lot of. Poetry, Songs, Short Stories, and a Headline Story, which is still in the planning stages. Also, as said by the title, this will be filled primarily with darkness. War, death, etc. The only type of writing I've ever felt comfortable writing.
My favorite poem I wrote (Not anyone elses' though : / ):
Helicopters' Wrath
The chopper is flying, The men are running. All there is, Is a certain doom.
It flies over them, It screeches from above. It's guns open fire, Shredding the men into piles of pulp.
The men scatter, But there is nowhere to go. They're alone on that road, That road in the dessert.
The Apaches are shooting, The rockets are flying. Men are being slaughtered, Thrown around and shot.
The tanks are fleeing, The jeeps are seeing. All these helicopters are doing, Is the final blow of the US Army.
There are hundreds of them, Running, Driving, Screaming.
But the helicopters, The birds of death, Keep firing, Until not a soul is left.
The poor soldiers are gone, None left. All in pieces, Splattered and slaughtered.
The massacre was short, The pain long. The helicopters merciless, The pain real.
Death gripped the men, From Kuwait they had been. They tried to take it, But failed miserably.
Now they lay in ruins, Death overtaking them. The tanks rolling over them, Burning them.
From the dessert they came, To the dessert they died. Few were left, Most were dead.
To annihilate a city the size of Houston (There's about 4-5 million inhabitants in the metro area) you need at least 10. With only 10,000 or so people left (You can't kill everyone) it would take 15-20.
Russia has about 18,000 nukes. Barely a dent in its' arsenal.
