on all hallos eve the demons did sing of tommorrow and of things to come….on all hallos eve the angels did fall~their wings burning from THEIR sins…on all hallos eve the devil did sing me a lullaby…///
Entries from October 2001 ↓
On all hallos eve
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
Without you
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
My friend don’t do it
I can’t go it without you
I need you to hear
I need you to see
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Vengeance…Part 5
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
When Selena opened the door there stood a man with blonde hair. Selena gave a loud scream and ran to the living room where her friend, Kate, was. “What’s the matter?” said Kate frightened, “what’s wrong?” “Person… at… door…BLONDE HAIR!!!” she screamed.
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My Hidden Roulette
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
My body is the outer shell,
to protect my prize from all the hell.
The flame and torment I will fight,
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No Regrets
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
It’s only Garbage
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
Gar-bage (Gar’bij) A Perfect Example Of Uninteresting Poetry
A poem about me…(Grim)
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
Another little poem having to do with love/hate
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
“So Sweet”
But am I so sweet?
So sweet when I tell you of the night when I will cut your throat?
Just a little love poem…
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
“Nathan”
I peer at your height
Through my pretty dark eyes
That lay embedded in a sheet of white flesh
Oblivion
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
Look up and see the infinite beauty
In mass destruction
Hold me while the sun goes down
We’ll watch the world burn
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Rape (True Story)
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
At age 14 I was a very sweet, very innocent, and very naive young lady. All my friends were boys, save for one female friend named Sara with whom I shared everything. We were very close and were almost always together.
why have you changed mon ange
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
why is that you hide yourself from me?
you say you love me
but you act so strange
you changed yourself
Daddys Girl
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
…& people die young…
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
I once knew a girl. She was kind of a loner, kind of not. She just didn’t hang out with anyone in school. Everyone knew she had friends somewhere else. What they didn’t know was that it was a bunch of 18 year old guys (3 years older) that lived 45 minutes away. Continue reading →
The Beach
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
The only sound, waves crashing on the shore.
I look up, a bright blue sky,
Few clouds and a noon day sun.
No gulls in sight,
Nothing in flight,
Lying by the water.
What I’ve Got
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
I’ve got green holes where I used to grow
I’ve got faded eyes that used too glow
An empty room whre you used to stay
Where I sometimes sit to pass hours away
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the confusion of love
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
Kill me please,
let me slip into the velvet night of death
or else let me be torn apart in the agoy of indecision,
either way my soul must be cleansed,
for its not only me Im hurting.
I am so confused,
let the Man in black be my God,
there is no God here, else I would not destroy that which I love
for it is him too that Im hurting.
Myself
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
Trapped and locked away
my pain and fears torture me endlessly
how long must I endure,
What have I done to deserve this?
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Don’t go down that road
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
You never had a father figure
You never had a man in your life
Now u’ve grown to be a big girl
Curious of what the other sex is like
No more
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
When two souls part
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
It’s so damn hard letting go
I can tell cuz I’m still holding the memory of you
As if in a picture
Razorblade Skizophrenia
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
She wiped the thick salty tears from her cheeks and let out a frustrated growl. She had to do it. They commanded her too. She could not disobey their orders. Though she hated them with so much passion, she could not turn away from them. They were her only friends in world. Focus, she told herself. Focus, focus.
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Never Forget
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
I knew there was something special from the first moment I saw you.
You smiled at me, and told me your name.
We walked for hours, learning about each other.
And I knew I’d never be the same.
Love, You never forget your first.
I move not
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
I see a snake slithering aside my feet,
But I move not to distract it.
I feel a centipede moving up my leg,
But I move not to disturb it.
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My light
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
Ever sat in a room with black walls, black floor and ceiling, and looked all around? Ever noticed that this black room never has a door or a light? I use to have a light known as childhood; known as innocence. My light was torn down, wires and all however, when my heart was taken from my body through my throat. I was rudely awakened to the reality of my bleak existence and from then on I have live in my black room. I have lived in my own torment and grievence. I have detached myself with no hope of ever returning. I’m lost without my light.
Dead inside
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
i wrote this a while ago…i was pretty depressed/pissed off…i wrote it using words cutout from magazines…
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About Remy And Angel …and the continueation of it
October 31st, 2001 — darkness
just so all of you fans of Remy and Angel know ..I will be posting more of the story but i havent yet wrote anymore ..what with me moving and all i really havent had the time to do much plus i have been looking for a job and i now live in BFE now that is speaking litteraly!!! I live in a podunk little town where there is nothing and you have to drive a million miles to get anywhere my job is like 30 min away and thats if i speed *wink* so anyway i havent had the time to write anything and i just recently got back on the net…..soon i will continue it for you.
As Always Summer Girl ![]()
No One Should Care
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
“Do you really love me?
I say you should not dare
But you will soon see why
Why no one should care
Reflection Under Full Moon
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
What if I didn’t exist
would anything halt its turning
would the space be emptied forever
that I was born to
Deaf Ears
October 31st, 2001 — poetic
Stolen shadows in a dark embrace
A look of danger etched on her face
I felt her fingers–a frozen touch
A dreamland’s lost within her clutch
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