Dark, Freestyle, Horror, Poetry, Writing

The Maw

The children fade, Swallowed by The abyssal maw overhead, Just waiting for more prey

Addiction, Alcoholism, Blogging, Emotions, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Doesn’t Matter

More alcohol to patch the lonely emptiness that permeates, A desperate attempt to chase a cheap high Crash and burn into flaming shards of ruin Suffer the children It doesn't matter anymore