Far Too Young for Death

Where the light doesn't reach, where the joy does not live, where a single candle singes, exterminated in the darkness. These are the poems that live in the darker parts of my mind. The ones that don't have a happy ending, the ones that don't make you smile, the ones that feed off the minds of the weak and burrow deep into your brain. Enjoy as you are taken into the world that is Darkness.