He’s the one I want to seeHis curiosity and majestyHow does he remain calm In all the calamityHe must’ve seen it beforeNothing can move himHe sits on his cloud When he has nothingChaotic, menacing, playfulPuppeteering his jokes to lifeTaking every form And totally vanishingWas it a dream It has to be realTo not see him again is a huge dealOh wait, there he is Right inside me The originalAmend my story, send me back to the physicalI had it all Now I forgot what it was like To feel miserableHe’ll…See More

dead black roses reek of gold,wrapped in robes of blackened bone,blood stained teeth of broken hope,sacred oath a secret tome.dipped in madness covered in mold,dead but living, both new and old.this fragile spell, come near, shroud of ink,a silent whisper in your ear,written in love and soaked in fear,the embers of the dead can't shed a tear.died and reborn, a scourge of seeping eyes, bleeding eternal in the heart of their minds.Watch as their struggle unfolds, jubilant. Jester on the throne,…See More