Together the king and his court members ruled Sableia with horrors spreading terrors beyond the high seven seas of sins.
Before sunup he would crawl back under my bed, But before he disappears he would whisper to me, "I am just the demon inside your head."
Should I change the genre of my story? A horror or thriller instead? Better not a romance or comedy Just something that might not make me dead.
I feel the blood flowing like tears, while she lies still, so still, empty.
I might have lost my mind or all hope for a future
I was never the fruit you wanted to bear. I was never the fruit that you wanted to pick. Now the thought of you makes me angry.
Kung ibinabalik ng kung sino man ang hindi magandang pangyayari sa nakaraan mo Huwag na huwag mo ibibigay ang kapayapaan mo
When the man who dresses black robes Comes to knock, To doom, blooming red roses destined are.
Peryahan is a tagalog poem written by R.R. Dais and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Organized Chaos for the month of September Peryahan Halika at sabay-sabay na tayo: Magdala kayo ng kaunting barya A-piso lang naman Bawat…
This maybe the only truth I may have to face Not reunion and joy but only pain and sorrow fill this space.
There are secret gateways Portals to other dimensions All around us Hidden deep in the mountains. Leading to other worlds
It baffles me how someone manages to capture your attention even if you're under the influence of Clozapine, a drug that makes you lose focus and let's the overthinking vanish for a while