Poems from lizardbreathwalker

Anger. Love. Strength. Weakness. Hate. Fear. I write for them. They take over. They use my pen to escape. Word By Word. Once they start,...
How doth the little moth Fly high up in the sky? Flitting gently from light to light It seems to find pleasure and delight. How does he fly...
Snap awake I'm full of fear Oh, its another nightmare Can't escape the staring faces running races I just can't win can't win I'm trapped...