A dark black wolf, the color of midnight, runs through a path of deep woods. The sky is eerily clouded as you can still see every star and the bright full moon. An open patch in the tree tops allows some light of the moon to shine through upon the swifly moving dark figure.
Tag: beasts
the hunter
I am the one of which you hope your dreams do not contain. I’m the poison ivy that that chokes the tree. I hunt in the dead of night and collect the bodies of the dead and send them to my enemies.
Poetry: Exist3nce
Open up your mind, see what hides within us An infinite maze , no destination , nothing to reach, Slaves of ourselves, beasts with no master Trapped in rusty cages, weakened we cannot escape.
Shadow Mergers- complete insanity on my part
Shadow MergersInsanity lurks around every corner. Like a panther it blends with the night and swiftly seeks its prey. A shadow twitches and I jump. There is no time to rest, no time to sleep. My only thought is to escape. To seek the meager safety of the wilderness. The compound is dark and filled… Continue reading Shadow Mergers- complete insanity on my part
Evil Never Dies…
Among the beasts that strive inside, there are those who never die… They examine everyone, each inner thought they do consume…resting assured within their doom.
~Dreams So Real~
I feel as if i am in another world when i go to sleep. My dreams so real. I can feel the pain of the animals and beasts ripping my flesh apart. I scream out for help but no one answers. I wake up in a cold sweat afraid to move. I look around and… Continue reading ~Dreams So Real~