Just to warn you these both are very depressing poems. They were written back in Germany when I was seriously depressed, fed up with the world, and not caring about what happened to myself anymore.

Um... Enjoy?


My Plea for Love

The shadows has my heart,
And so I wander in night.
Evil is just one part
Of my soul for which I fight.

Yet my soul craves love
Which I have not found.
If not careful I slay the dove.
Love me now, before I become the ground.

Will you help me,
So I can be?


Warning: If you read this you’ll most likely end up depressed, for this is the look at a lonely mind.

Do Not Cry for Me, I Have Never Lived

Even a demon becomes sick of its own
Soul sometime. I deserve to die for
Love is the one thing I do not
Know. I might have friends and
Family that care about me, but
I want no more of them. I
Want the love from a woman.
Someone I can love, someone who
Can love me. My soul is as
Black as the night of an
Eclipsing moon. I cause myself pain
Just for living. My soul may have
A light, but I have not found
It yet. I can be nice at first
Glance, but look deeper into my
Soul. You’ll find that I burn
Deeper and hotter than Hell
Itself. I am the artist,
Claw, that swore to change
The world with his multi-
Style art… I am best dead. For
Without love I am not
Alive. Help me and my soul.
-Claw