Red moon -------------------------------------------
I watch as the moon sit in the sky on a dark night.
I stare at it as it slowly dissappers counting the seconds until.
I look around as the landscape changes to a blood color.
I look back up and the red moon stares back at me.
My eyes full of amazment and they change color as the moon changes.
My body and mind goes though a tranformation.
I slowly become my true self, my true form, a demon.
I rome the empty feild destroying everything until the moon returns to normal.
The blazing red moon slowly fades and my changes begin to stop and I return to normal.
I fall on my back and gaze at the white moon and sigh.
I get up and watch as the moon sits in the sky on a dark night.
this poem is nice. i'd love too read more by u. but it seems like ur going over ur self.
[I fall on my back and gaze at the white moon and sigh.
I get up and watch as the moon sits in the sky on a dark night.]
a white moon on a dark night is an example dark with a white moon cancels it self out.
i like this piece alot. i really hope to read more by you soon. somehow your demons have caught my interest. you are a good writer... no im not kissing your a$$ just because your a demon but its a nice piece of ART if you would like it if i called you an artist. continue in your work so i may be able to continue to read.
<NOT AS LATER AS YOU MAY HAVE LIKE BUT SO FRIGGIN WHAT YO>