Two of Us
Who am I these days? I don’t even recognize my own gaze. A stranger’s taken my skin Cut me open and stitched me up again. Now we’re both in this hell Two angels who fell Hating themselves everyday Till we both wither away
Category: poetry
Forewarning
No man or god can stop what has already been written…
Love and Fiction
It’s an Addiction
TBK of Achadon – Verse III
Hear Our Song
TBK of Achadon – Verse II
Let Us Sing
It’s Murder
let’s have some bloody fun.
The Black Knights of Achadon – Verse I
Come Bear Witness
