Poetic Prose
Chapter I
Poetry Intro
Don’t hate spiders, love them just a little.
If you hate them you will come to fear them.
No one ever feared anything more than what
they hated most.
Dear Goth - Updated
Dear Goth - Original
No Title
Eyes With Ash
Dark Matter
Hunger
Burning Out
Awake
Bored
Lost
Bore Through My Skull
No Title II
In The Rain
Sudden Silence
Times Of Times
Inhale The Darkness
Fallen Angels
Very Old Poetry Title Page
My Sketchbook
Poetry Try
I Need Your Help
The Key
Grey Matter
Riddle
When:
Why
I Never Know. . .
The Words
How I Long
Sailor
Stand And Face It
Loveless
The Tree
The Knife
The Joys of A Soldier
The Bitter End
Terminal
Tired
Hurt
Uniformity
Bell Jar
This Tired
The War Path
Stars
The Spider And The Fly
The Night Sky
Disappointment
Vacuum
Driving Nails In With Hammers
Help!
Poem Between Unknown Friends
