Submissions by TheArgusPitDog

I sat before my writing desk
Sat and stared at the portrait grotesque
The portrait I had conjured myself
Though it stayed upon the shelf
Once again my mind wandered
Of the portrait my soul pondered

The image felt no need for me
As I felt no need for plea
I smelt a dying smoke in need of breath
And I searched beneath my desk
A flame had sparked beneath my nose
And soon it began to crack like the death of many crows

The fire rose unto its throne
Casting a shadow that bore no bone
It ceased and died
And from its embers it...

Before her tomb I stood,
In front of her coffin made from wood
On the stone it read,
The quote that she had said
“Don’t die young and don’t grow old,
for only the pure ones are truly bold”

I pondered this day and night,
In my room, filled with fright
I could not take it any longer,
In the forest I began to wander
The trees, they seemed to smile,
While I walk around a while

Whispers from the wind,
There to remind me of my sin
The voices drenched me in gloom,
About what had happened in my room,
The night...