MythMalefactress9
About MythMalefactress9
I write, I think, I breathe, perhaps, I bleed from my palms onto the page like ink sprawled into the night, the shade of lamp calling in the dim shadows of yet another life. Don't make me ramble into nothing. I haven't the slightest idea who I am. All I know is that I write, poetry mostly these days, used to be more prose, now all poetry. I can't think otherwise. Too dark and disturbed lately. I've been going mad, the good mad, the dark one...
Interests
Writing...
Occupation
Writer in blooming/ Poet in decay
Website
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems-by/MythMalefactress9/