Darkness & Hope

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Summary

Over the course of my 25 years I have experienced horrors and wonders. This is the culmination of everything beautiful and horrible that is me. I've been writing poetry for years just to vent emotions but I've been wary of showing it to anyone for fear of what others would think of me. As of right now I am showing you my work, a peak into the soul of one scarred, scared, and dare I say it, strong 25 year old boy pretending to be a man. This is a peak into the life of someone with Psychoactive Disorder who has gone through hell.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
57
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Must never be opened



Lost Door

There is a door, in an old manner. This door must not be opened. The manner’s bones are restless and wrapped in rose thorns. The door is hidden beyond a brick wall, furnished and concealing. This door must not be opened. The manner bares no owners but rather tombstones as teeth, all crumbling and decayed. Teeth hungry and dressed in moss. This manner stands ageless, grand and watching. There is a door in this manner that must not be opened. In this beautiful manner, Nightmares live. Within these walls monsters walk without footsteps behind a door. This door must not be opened. This door bares no handle but many locks. This door must not be opened. Behind this door there is no wind but whispers caresses the cracks of the door. This Door must never be opened.