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.

A life-altering time in my life, and my view of it.

A poem.

Double Edged Blade.

Love… it reminds me a lot of my multiple suicide attempts, it sucks, it’s painful, and at the end of the day the promise is never kept. A Lovely Death… I’m still alone and I’m still alive and maybe I’m just a coward or could it be you are waiting for me.

Leaves come in different shapes and are used for many purposes.