Sure to Follow, by MadManWithABox9

When night masks morality Day must in turn show it If love hides disloyalty Then hate must reveal it Equivalence will force its way Like a new king hungry for wealth An unavoidable burden Attached uniquely to each adjective One does not remove the balance Merely...

A Fool’s Game, by Journey21

I stare through a broken window, at a silent moon of full. Wondering how it has come to this … me, playing the fool. Having nothing sterile to dress my wounds, I fill them with decay, while telling myself not to feel the pain, something beautiful will grow there...