Boy of the red : Writing

This is the last time I can hurt you.

This is the last time I can hurt you.

A Poem by Boy of the red


My goodbyes to my love. I planned on leaving this earth today.
The orchestra of Death has become an opera!

The orchestra of Death has become an opera!

A Poem by Boy of the red


Telling how I got to be slightly crazy
If anyone hurts her!

If anyone hurts her!

A Poem by Boy of the red


No one messes with my babygirl and gets away with it.
Rants of a mad man

Rants of a mad man

A Story by Boy of the red


Just me thinking and needing to get them out.
Goodbye my old friend

Goodbye my old friend

A Poem by Boy of the red


A poem to my dear friend Jackson. Departed but not forgotten
To choose light or dark

To choose light or dark

A Poem by Boy of the red


I wrote this so I can remind myself the horrors of the dark. I wrote it to get the painful memories out. I hope you like it.