Dark, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Pulling Strings

Slender strings strung tight, You shamble forward, One forced step at a time Free will, freedom, dreams, All a hopeless ideal, The strings control Your every move

Dark, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Into Me from You

The darkness that bleeds into me from you, It pollutes my soul like coal black ink dissolving into water We become two halves of the same twisted whole

Cute, Micropoetry, Nintendo, Poetry, Tanka, Video Games, Writing

In Another Castle

So sorry to say The princess is not here now Have to look elsewhere Perhaps she's in another Castle, only time will tell