From black boils within the air around
Purple veins glisten in the night
The murderer, berserker
Lies still within the light
Through chaos, tick tock, with hallowed breath
Until the end, the subtle death
A list of my own poems I wrote during dark or uncertain times. Based on ideas and thoughts that appear in my... Más
From black boils within the air around
Purple veins glisten in the night
The murderer, berserker
Lies still within the light
Through chaos, tick tock, with hallowed breath
Until the end, the subtle death