A short poem I wrote… a bit on the dark side. Its meaning is up to your interpretation.

These lines describes an unseen friend, who has never met the poet but still is his good friend..

You may not know what’s inside you unless something pops out, in every one of us there is at least something we fear or tainted that causes problems. To some they ignore it and act like it’s not there but to others it is there in all it’s colors.

Trolls lurk in the darkness, in shadows. They slither about just hoping to get someone. They hide in unseen society’s which are sometimes felt by many.

There are things people never talk about. Those things are hidden away for a long time, kind of festering and boiling. Why let those things stay hidden until they boil out? People should talk about things that bother them before they boil out and people say things they don’t mean.

A Priest Decent into Darkness
Chapter 6: Out with the old and in with the new.

This is a short story about a girl struggling against her oppressor.

(sometimes we can see through the unseen images !)

"Sometimes, when you are sent to school, you better make most of it. Some would love to come to school and yet they cannot anymore… not Physically at least."

Poem.