GrymmRipper

Slain and dragged into Hades, A crusade for my soul is proclaimed, Though it’s an endeavor ridiculed by forlorn mortals, And the battle cry void of fervor, I forged ahead. ...

In a realm inhabited with matter, It prevails, A shadow of all that is substantial, Of all that is dense. A shadow that occupies space, Yet conquers no

Let the night hypnotize you my friend.. and convince you that the day is your foe. Let darkness which is assumed to be the root of all fear.. show you ...

I heard… A pin that dropped onto the floor. I saw… A speckle of dust on my finger, I tasted… A bitter pill on my tongue. I smelled, The scent ...

Sitting on a chair, Staring into space, Sipping a cup of tea, Feeling so misplaced, The flavor has gone bland , tasteless...... The air goes still, Time comes to a ...

Being the person I am, I wonder, How much of this can I bear,any longer, It goes on and on, Like a spinning wheel,that will never stop. When will it ...

Your hands, they reach out. With no doubt, into empty space. Grab. Clench. Your fists, bring them close, place them under arrest. Close to your chest. Be at rest. Unclench. ...

I wrote it on the spur of the moment, just to write something. I would really appreciate critiques, lots of them! :)

About conflict and struggle.

A poem about procrastination.