I can write some poems in 5 minutes, so I'll make this thread as my other thread (I'm kinda preoccupied with The Apocalypse at the moment).
It'll contain my poems and short stories, but no series's or anything of that nature until I decide to end The Apocalypse (A long time from now).
My first poem, which is rather my creative outlet in the World Events section. Not a literal poem, but fun to read
Trolls knocking on my door,
Knocks me straight to the floor.
All respect for sanity,
Gone for loads of vanity.
In the blood of murder tree,
All call down to torture me.
Once the mind has warped its' tricks,
I hear far to many clicks.
Once I thought I was alone,
Now I know many moan.
Once I knew only World Events,
Now I trade in simple repentance.
Once my mind travels many planes,
I know far to many fames.
Into the void my blood rages,
To all the trolls must be purges.
My insanity palpable,
My ego is quite fallible.
My life knows no bounds,
All the targeting on poor grounds.
I see blood take my brain,
As the trolls drive me insane.
I always went to the world,
Now I lay blind and curled.
In my conscious I hear the groans,
As they shape me with a comb.
They make me go outta control,
All for a pathetic lol.
As I lay blind and buried,
I scream with all my fury.
My wrath sees no bounds,
As you hear your last sounds.
I break you,
Burn you,
You fake me,
I kill you.
As I drive you with plight,
I cut out all your sight.
I slice the word spitter,
And with it litter.
You have gone enough,
I am now tough.
As you fear me,
I shatter your knee.
In the end you see nothing,
And I become something.
All will see my wrath,
As you travel down the dark path.
I'll come out with more later.
