Mayeh churning through the void
Unsuspecting it makes no noise.
It sees is all as nothing but toys
Pounces seeking to end all joy
No one knows why it strikes.
Only that it comes tonight.
Mayhem
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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