yeah well... Here is my poetry. Forsaken all in abandonned kill, Lossing sanity in cheap bought thrill Caught in between the sands of time Ever dying heart into the sweet decay of crime, And forgotten soul tends to slip, When only the undead hold their grip Beyond the dark abyss of the sea, Waves crushing down, forcing blood to be and another one... Lying in destiny still, as icecold heart only seeks bleeding thrill when all that is inside left is a scratching scar, and mindless temper can only go so far as icecold heart seeks bleeding thrill, going on the hunt for yet another kill but gone beyone these creeping trees, is insanity all that heart sees enjoy.
Very well written! Keep them up, love hearing about other people's insanity. Makes my insanity seem normal Peace and love
