When storms came about they had to think quick
The current rose and bravely the ship fought it
There, the Captain ran his ship
Category: Poetry
The Woman with A Leveled Head
Her lifeless walk, her icy spirit, the void of sanity in her mind; nothing can fix it I’m Afraid, for I’ve engaged with her and am running out of time.
Ode to Darkness, Ode to Time
Are all things that lack light truly evil
Battle of light and dark
Both sides incurring loss
Darkness is viewed as evil
Only for its lack of light
