Poeric Vision

Some people claim that I am too surreal, But I refute them and let my darkness unveil. In moonlit whispers, my verses conspire, To dance with shadows, and ignite the fire. Within the abyss, where nightmares take hold, My words unravel mysteries, untold. Through murky depths, where secrets reside, I paint the macabre on each verse I provide. No matter the judgment, I'll continue my mission, To embody darkness, through my poetic vision. For I am unbound by conventional minds, A sculptor of darkness, my pen freely finds. So, to those who doubt and question my art, I say, "Screw you all," with a passion-filled heart. For within the darkness, my truth does reside, And as a dark poet, I won't be denied.