The night drags on and still I sit here Alone in my room with just my pen with me These are the nights to be remembered fondly Where a task was given and was then completed I have stood against the night and I have…

You are not deserving of an origin story and you will not be remembered I know the deeds of your hands they can never be truly cleaned You are the monster here I will send you back to Hell These words you speak are empty…

See the dawn break and know that Night lied This is the lie that she tells she whispers it every night Night needs you to believe that she has conquered the sun But each morning it rises as proof that Night has not yet won

Here will mark my end for I cannot keep going my feet are far too weary and my bones feel worn I cannot continue on for I have failed my quest and my journey is meaningless it is here that my resolve fails To continue…

I desire to sue for peace but the war in my head goes on for another hour, or day, or month, or year until my mind has been raised to the ground and devastation is all that is left

When I was in elementary school they told us to shoot for the moon and you will land among the stars what I heard was that I should expect to fail And so it was confusing to me when my mother got angry with me…

The greatest journey is not where you find yourself but your life’s purpose

This is the night without end this obsession with the day does not evoke the same lust after a world that is limitless Choose to give yourself to the night without day is your greatest desire to reject all those who will not surrender yourself…

Stare into the void and find what stares back See into your soul to learn what you are made of Search the recess of your mind to find whatever may be left

Notice the way he walks and watch how he does not divert neither to the right hand or to the left See the rigidity in how he stays on this path for this is what he was told was wise Yet he has not considered…