this could trigger you, idk. this is a horror story/poem
It was an unholy romance.
It's the end... but how could I have known the voices were coming from the mirror all along?
My love for you is killing me.
You have one hand, I have no heart.
Song inspired, not long but I lost patience when my PC crashed from my attempts at playing with words. 😂
Why do you insist on keeping me this way?
A small twisted love story, that was not meant to last.
WARNING: This is extremely dark and twisted. NOT for the faint of heart, please don't be offended if you prefer my nature poems, more of those to come soon I promise. Thanks for reading!
Are you a product of sex and violence?
The story is not meant to hurt anyone.
My mind is stuck in a world of B & W.
"Want to know the secret I've been hiding for so long, Hope?" The girl who killed my father gave a sinister smile as she said those words.
"We are the pair that they'll discuss.
Yes, this world will remember us."
(Frank Wildhorn - This World Will Remember Us)
[The painting on page nine is by Jacqueline Gnott]
Your friend comes knocking on your door late at night. You stumble to the front door and answer.
This is more optimistic than it first might seem