My Poems

My Shadowland

In this dark and lonely room I go at night,

I write these dark poems hoping you won't

catch a sight.

I call it my Shadowland although there are

no shadows,

It's actually pitch black which is why

no one follows.

If there were followers I would not

hold them captive,

the only things in captivity are the

screams and tears I bleed.

My shadowland is indeed spirit free,

if it was not, my place for drowning out

things it would not be.

I don't want you to think of me as bad,

even though I am what I am.

I don't want to make you sad,

with all my broken hearted poems...

That make even myself cry.