Who are you,
And who am I,
To say what lurks in a mad man’s eye.
Is it a shadow,
As deep as a well,
And as empty as a good man’s hell.
Is it a beast,
With phantom claws,
Who all fear it when it roars.
Is it a mask,
To hide my face,
While I lose myself in the fire place.
Who am I,
I here you ask,
I’m the man behind the mask.
This is the first in a series of poems that illustrate a story.
And who am I,
To say what lurks in a mad man’s eye.
Is it a shadow,
As deep as a well,
And as empty as a good man’s hell.
Is it a beast,
With phantom claws,
Who all fear it when it roars.
Is it a mask,
To hide my face,
While I lose myself in the fire place.
Who am I,
I here you ask,
I’m the man behind the mask.
This is the first in a series of poems that illustrate a story.
Tue Dec 25, 2018 8:28 am by Nekalah
» Vampire Kind
Tue Dec 25, 2018 8:25 am by Nekalah
» Ghost or Horror you decide.
Thu May 31, 2018 11:08 am by Lady Magickina
» untitled...
Thu May 07, 2015 12:49 am by Nekalah
» ( Untitled) 2009
Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:16 pm by Nekalah
» the girl named ivy
Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:13 pm by Nekalah
» An excerpt from Charnel House (ONA)
Mon Mar 23, 2015 8:33 pm by Nekalah
» Short stories
Fri Mar 20, 2015 6:58 pm by Nekalah
» (Untitled/Unfinished)
Thu Mar 19, 2015 11:49 pm by Nekalah