MinkoZerro

Life...has never been an easy thing to comprehend. To try and understand life you must first try and understand what we are, at least from my point of view. Allow me to explain. The human race is different from many creatures that inhabit this world and never have we been able to willingly share it with them. Be it evolution or religion, we have given ourselfs reason to harm one another in the most violent of ways. As we grew throughout time we hunted our predators, learned on how to fashion weapons to defend ourselfs, hunt, and kill. As we established upon the hiarcy of the food chain we became more awair of the world around us, our intellig

There were no clouds this night, the sky brightly lit from the moons soft glow as the stars shown brightly along with it. A strong cool breeze carried the salty sea air, cutting through the thickest of coats and chilling any man unlucky enough to be out and about. The streets were oddly quiet for a Friday night, the tavern's usual ladies night brought about even the poorest of men to spend some of there hard saved coin. Lanterns along the road flickered faintly as the night guard patrolled the empty roads. For a moment the sound of crashing waves in the harbor froze the two men, both taking a quick and panicked glace around them for signs of

I find myself writing yet another poem about broken love. It's funny how I look at my past writings about love, all, a woman who had hurt me and at that time how I hurt so much. How can they compare to what has happened to me now. I laugh at my old poems and how i felt then, it was nothing, not even close to how this is. How can i even begin to write this... I want to say that this is the one, the one that broke me. that the others i have been with mean nothing compared to what i had here and now. Even now i find myself lost without her. The wound refusing to heal... I lie to women, pretending to be a gentleman now where i have already los