An outcast and loner who simply survives.
Most of my works are short and ryme.
(THE DARKNESS WITHIN: as of yet unfinished)
The darkness within,
Is an unfriendly beast,
Slowly it consumes me,
My soul is its feast.
Bite by bite,
I slowly dissapear,
Leaving but a shell,
That can barely shed a tear.
The steaming pile of refuse,
That the beast leaves behind,
Corrupts me with hatred,
Polluting my mind.
