The Man in BlackFear the man in black, he will call you.The Man in Black by MorganTheWriter
"Hit me, stab me, break me, show me a world beyond human pain."
There is no sanctuary...
Writer's blockUnable to write, you stare at the screenWriter's block by MorganTheWriter
Or maybe your pencil and paper. Depends
And thoughts are unable to cross your mind
You're confused and can't think for yourself
And then, perhaps, you get an idea
It's vague and pointless.
What ever can I do with this?
More tales of dragons?
More stories of kings?
My personal feelings? Who cares?
But if there's ever a "yes"
If there's ever a "maybe"
Go ahead and you'll see
Your mind will slowly clear
And your thoughts will be organized
And you'll be able to write again
And see the stone turn to paper
And the dead into living
And the palace of broken bones
Will be your personal heaven
And the black skies are blue again
No thorns on the flowers; they're gone
You can enter your mind once again
And filter your thoughts and bring them to life
In beautiful ways, or through unorthodox methods
The outlandish white becomes ever inviting
And you fill it with feelings and stories of lies
And your soul's full of joy
And you can't wait to write once more
Hello everybody and welcome to my page.|
You may know me on here as VanMorgan, but you probably don't. This is a completely different side of me, more personal and more sincere. I may not only write here, but this is the main purpose. Anything that's got to do with wrestling still goes on my VanMorgan account.
So I hope that you enjoy the content I produce and please go easy on me.