Unfinished.

Your senses were halved.

A mixture of fantasy, dreams, & reality.

Could you imagine yourself seconds away from death.

A poem.

A shorter version of a poem I wrote randomly hope u enjoy it

Something I wrote as I spoke too soon.

I wrote this poem on a trip to Ottawa, and it quickly became one of my favourites. This poem is from personal experience.

Probably my darkest of poems about William BloodDagger, but it really shows what his thoughts are like. And when I say mask, I say it metaphorically.

And yet another poem about the infamous William BloodDagger.