Entries from May 2004 ↓

Ebony pulled all the sheets off of her bad as she tied each of them together in a tight knot. Finally after a moment of tying, she had a long rope made out sheets and curtains. Her heart speed up a beat as eh hurried into shoes and ripping her dress down at the bottom in hopes to get better speed when running. Continue reading →

(For the darkness category)

I am two people. There is a me the world sees and a me only I will ever know. Personality number one hates the thought of hurting others or herself, has perhaps too much empathy at times, is highly emotional and knows what she wants. Personality number two just wants to hurt. She wants to torture and kill, she wants to break all the rules and doesn’t care about others and what they think. One me has a place in this life, the other does not.

One is strong, the other is powerful and exciting. One has a future, the other lives for the moment and to hell with consequences. One wants to live, the other doesn’t care about risking death, she embraces it. Are they both real? And it makes me wonder, if I hadn’t been raised in such a loving family knowing where I stand, would I be personality number two, and would I be happier? Would I even still be alive? Sometimes I feel restrained, I really have to keep the second me chained. I wonder how much it would take to break those chains. But really it’s not chained, because I allow it to roam in my imagination and my writing. It doesn’t scare me, because I have control over who I am. I have control… and I make my own destiny.

(This post if for the death category)

And there’s blood everywhere… worse than the smell, sticky looking, shiny, wet, scarlet… blood soaks the walls like paint, dripping… only it dries faster than paint. This is fresh… too fresh… too late; they were too late, 10 minutes… 20 at most… two open doors, which one to choose? Both gaping maws… both roaringly dark… empty? So much quick dry scarlet paint, like nail polish… but no body in this room… no red trails on the floor… which doorway? Too hard… too difficult a decision…
Left.
Tentative steps… toes swallowed by one black hole… should legs follow? Is it safe? Why does the first one have to be like this? The scent of blood… of an invisible breeze… where is that coming from?… the scent of death mingles with the smell of fear… Step… Step… One foot in front of the other… Legs, torso and face swallowed, arms follow… gone… The torch beam pierces the inky blackness, a solitary companion, a connection to reality… like a fog horn on a stormy night… the only thing that can show you the way, keep you here… bring you home… A hand appears under the beam… slashed wrists, defense wounds on the palms, but no blood around them… strange… why bother to clean the corpse when the next room is marinating in their blood? Perhaps the killer was interrupted? Perhaps the victim didn’t belong here… shouldn’t have been left here… or perhaps the perp was just out buying some new surgical gloves and a litre of milk for the cat… perhaps he’d be back soon… He?… Why did people always assume the criminal was a he?… An arm is connected to the hand… the fog horn works its way over the body, illuminating each new limb slowly… slowly… the mind takes photographs… processes them… a woman, mid to late 40’s, classic dyed blonde hair… short manicured nails… traces of eyeliner and lipstick left on her face… she looked after herself, a professional? But where were her clothes? It’ll be a business suit, knee length skirt, navy blue or grey… silk blouse… bingo, in the corner, torn, discarded… like her… she’s just like a pile of laundry… dumped, clean, but awaiting ironing and putting away. Her face… peaceful?… serene?… accepting of her fate… her poor hands… She fought at first… but gave up as she felt the life drain from her… no hope… as each drop left her body she surrendered a little more… so pale… eyes closed… because she blacked out before she died? Or did she not want him to see her light go out?… so pale… so wrong… touch her?… why?… Oh my god, she’s still warm… so close… too late… 10 minutes… just 20 more minutes… BASTARD!… why…

(I’ve never written anything like this before. Please tell me what you think! Thanks!

(It’s nice to see things up and running again! This post is obviously for Poetry. Thanks!)

On the anniversary of his death
She entered the living room
Wearing her wedding dress

The cat watched as she
Watched herself
Laughing
Dancing
Making small talk
Lifting the veil
She kissed the cat
“I do”

She sipped red wine
Careful not to spill it
On the pureness
Of her dress

Fiddling with the necklace
Which he’d hung around her neck
Never removed
She swirled about the dance floor
Their first dance
Alone

The cat watched as she
Exited the living room
Wearing her wedding dress
On the anniversary of his death

“I do”

Fucking Loser
I just can’t stand you.
Why don’t you leave?
Just fucking go!
I didn’t want you anyway.
Never wanted you to stay.

I don’t care if you’re pissed.
Don’t care what you tell your friends.
Yeah, I’m a bitch
And I don’t give a fuck.

Cry all you want.
‘Cuz I don’t care.
Piss and moan.
Say I’m a whore.
Lie to all your friends.
Go ahead, ‘cuz I don’t care.

CHORUS
Kick the glass, bust the pain.
You’re nothing but a fucking shame.
I don’t want you, never did.
You’re just a stupid fucking kid.
Just go away
Wouldn’t give a fuck if you died today.
Yeah, I’m a bitch.
You were just my toy.
And I don’t give a fuck.
Stupid little boy
END CHORUS

Try and tell me I can’t live without you.
Believe what you want, I know the truth.
You meant nothing to me, I’ll prove you wrong.
You’re the one who can’t move on.

Just stop calling, can’t you see?
Are you fucking blind? Or stupid?
I hate you!
No I don’t want to be with you.
I can’t fucking stand you!

Sissy boy, can’t you take it?
The knowledge that you were just a toy?
Stupid little boy,
Can’t live knowing I used you.
Just chill, ‘cuz one day you’ll do it too.

CHORUS
END SONG

Savine was sitting on the couch, bored as anything. She needed something to do….. or someone. She was waiting for Noel to come over. The anticipation of what she wanted to do to her was turning her on more than she could imagine. “Why was she taking so long”, Savine thought to herself. Just then the doorbell rang.

It was Noel. Just the sight of her made Savine want to rip off her clothes. She was looking so hot with her black hair tapering down the back of her dress.her words flowed from her crimson lips like a waterfall. She had to kiss her.

Savine garbbed Noel and kissed her so pasionately. Making her want her more than she had before. God how she wanted her. Without breaking this sweet imbrace, Savine led Noel to the bed. Breaking the kiss Savine pushed Noel on the bed behind her.

“I’ve been waint for you.” Savine whispered into Noel’s ear. The feel of her hot breathe on her ear turned on Noel.

Savine felt Noel’s pale fingers move tot eh bottom of her shirt and pull it over her head. Savine undid her bra, exposing her breasts. Noel began to take her dress off, of course with help from Savine. Now, both were bare breasted on the crimson sheets.

Savine’s kisses moved down Noel’s neck. Noel shivered as Savine’s warm lips caressed her skin. Noel felt the kisses start to move down the middle of her breasts, and then her stomach. Savine stopped when she came to g-string, but didn’t take it off. Noel shook with anticipation, wondering, what will she do next.

Savine teased her through the mesh of her panties. Licking and stroking her clit playfully. With every teasing stroke Noel moaned and gasped with pleasure. Noel couldn’t stand it any more, she had to have her inside her and Savine knew it.

Finally, knowing that Noel couldn’t stand the teasing anymore, slid off her g-string, throwing it to the floor. Taking two fingers and slid them into the wet silken pocket between her legs. Noel moaned as she slid into her. Savine used her thumb to massage her clit while she moved her fingers. The feel of Noel’s insides turned on Savine, and the more she became turned on the faster her fingers moved in and out of Noel.

Feeling that Noel had had enough, Savine slid her fingers out of Noel. “Why did you stop?”, Noel asked panting. Without saying a word, Savine spread Noel’s legs apart more than they already were, and began to kiss down her fron t again, but stopped when she came to Noel’s clit. She traced the lips of Noel’s vagina, but never touched her clit. Noel moaned and pated form the feel of Savine’s hot tongue on her.

The look in Noel’s eyes was a sign that she wanted Savine tro be in her a lot. This pity that she took upon on this pale beautiful creature made Savine laugh inside. “Please,” Noel begged, “I want you to.” “When your ready”, Savine replied.

Suddenyl, Savine herslf couln’t take it anymore then Noel. Without warning, she took her tongue and very forcefully, butplayfully,thrusted it into Noel. She screamed at the pleasure and gripped the sheets. Savine kept this pace going and sucked on her clit as well. Savine felt her body tighten and her back arc and felt Neol’s fluids flow more and pulled out of her.

Noel trembled from her very pleasing experience. Savine grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around them. She could feel Noel trembling and kisses her quivering mouth.

“It’s not over yet,” Noel whispered into Savine’s ear.

Noel’s lips touched Savine’s and thier tongues danced in each others mouths. Soon Noel started to kiss Savine faster and harder. Svine could feel her hands moving all over her body. Noel massaged Savine’s breasts and played with her nipples. Then she started to move her hands lower and lower.

Savine could feel her finger massagin and stroking her clit. Suddenly, Noel took her two fingers and slammed them into Savine. She screamed with pleasure, but the screamed was muffled by the kiss. Noel began to move in and out of Savine faster, harder and deeper. Noel bagen to kiss and lick Savine’s neck and moved down to her belly button. Then she came to her clit. Noel slid her fingers out of Savine.

“Now we’re gonna have some real fun.” Noel whispred into in her ear. As she hovered over Savine she reached in to her nightstand drawer and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold. Noel cuffed Savine to the bed and blinfolded her, making her imoblized and there was nothing she could do about it.

Savine felt Noel’s lips on hers and returned the favor. She could feel Noel’s lips move lower and lower. She began to pant more and harder. Soon she was moving to her vagina.

Savine was loving every minute of it. Unlike her her, Noel wasn’t a tease, no she liked it rough. She could feel her begin to lick and suck on her clit. The more Savine moaned the harder she would suck. Suddenly, Noel bit down on her clit playfully. Savine screamed with pleasure. Without warning, Noel forcefully pierced Savine with her tongue. She let out another scream of pleasure. Noel could feel that she was about to cum and pulled out of her.

Disappointed and out of breathe, she asked “Why did you stop?” Not saying a word Noel put her finger to hger lips and said, “Shh, don’t speak my love.” Noel reached into her night satnd drwaer and pulled out a leather harness and a velvet pouch.

Noel undid he handcuffs and took off the bandana. Savine gasped at what she saw was in store for her. Where Noel’s freshly shven skin was, there was a leather haness and in the middle, there was a flesh colored dildo.

Noel knew that Savine loved it when she used it. Savine got off the abd and pulled her by the harness. Savine got on her knees and took the dildo in her mouth. She began to suck harder and faster. Noel got so much stimulation in her clit from this that she almost came herself.

Noel picked up Savine and bent her over the foot of the bed. “You ready?” Noel asked. Savine nodded. Noel puched her way into Savine’s ass. She began to move rythmically in and out of Savine. “Fuck me harder” Savine screamed. “I said herder god damn it” Knowing what to do Noel slammed into her and almost knocked her down, but kept the pace.

After a while Noel pulled pulled out of her and threw her on her back to the bed.She spread her legs wide enough so she could enter her, and pushed her way through her wet tissue

Savine moaned and screamed her name. Without warning Savine flipped Noel on her back and be gan to ride her.. Savine moved faster and faster on Noel. Noel was getting so timulated in her clit that she bagen to moan.

Suddenyl they both let out a scream in uniscen and Noel arched her back so she can go in for the last time but deeper. Savine GOT off Noel and cruled up next to her AND later that night Savine grabbed a hold of the dildo and said”My turn”

(Gothic)Well a large topic on the site is ‘labels’. whether they call you ‘goth’ or ‘geek’ they usually mean the same thing. either scary (to them) or just out of the ordinary. I personally find it odd.. that though alot of us claim not to like labels.. we take it badly when we see ‘posers’. Now what im getting at is not that we’re hypocrites, but that we’re dishonest.. on some level i think we like being scary and that they are freaked out by the way we can wear spikes chains and leather confidently. They know us for our label… the Goths. This is why when we see a poser.. making us.. look weak or like a bunch of garden variety nerds.. we make a it known they arent… one of us. Now this is human nature. I myself enjoy being called “scary” and “fucked up” i sometimes go the extra mile to make people in my classes at skool move away. But when i see a what some instantly dismiss as a poser, i read into them a bit before writing them off. Hm… this is just a ton of rambling but i hope it makes sense to you. next time some one says your scary.. smile tilt your head and walk away with out sayin’ a word.. do it for the rest of us… scary people =) be proud of your ‘dark’ side

Use Me

Come use me again.
Don’t you know I love it?
Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow,
Then leave me till you want it again.

CHORUS
Fucking use me.
You know you wan to.
To you, I’m just a toy,
Your toy.
Your fucking whore.
END CHORUS

I can’t complain too much,
Down on my knees in front of you.
Can’t say I hate it.
With you dick shoved down my throat.

Come on, use me again.
Fuck me till it hurts.
‘Cuz you know I’ve got no feelings.

CHORUS

I’ve got no feelings.
‘Cuz you don’t see the tears.
Can’t hear me crying at night.
All you know, is that I want it.
All you hear , is me begging for it.

Come use me again.
Don’t you know I love it?
Fuck me till there’s no tomorrow,
Then leave me till you want it again.

CHORUS (2X OPTIONAL)

Come on and use me again.
You know I love it.
I’m your slut,
Your little whore.
Come on you bastard,
Fucking use me.

You piece of shit!
I fucking hate you!

END

author’s note: this song was written in collaboration with Danielle.

Apocalyptic Vision

The world’s ending mother fuckers.
Can’t you see that?
Look around at the hell we live in.
Minds changed, deranged
Bridges burned, hearts chained
Sould ravaged, damned
Tables turned, the fall of man
Happy memories of pasts we’ve forgotten
Fading to dust, icy like frost

There is no love,
Only lust
A drive for sex and drugs.
Adrenaline runs high.
Fist to fist, we fight each day.
Stalking our prey in the night.
Indecision kills no more.
A drop of blood falls to the floor.

What’s one more blood stain on my hands.
It means nothing in this empty land.
Razorblades pierce through skin.
Can’t you see it asshole?
It’s going to end.

Little boys turned into me,
Little girls become their whores.
Another man beats down my door.
Minds altered, drugs rule this world,
Lives destroyed, just look around.
Another soul lost to the void.
A heart is broken, babies die.
A victim of soft-spoken lies.

Poison injected, heroine and speed.
Darkness creeps, another mother softly weeps.
The body falls, a lesson learned.
And life is lost, court adjourned.
END SONG

author’s note this song was written in collaboration with Danielle.

My Gift

CHORUS
Burning embers in my hand
A passion that won’t always last.
My gift to you, my suicide
And every guilt free day after I die.
END CHORUS

I made you do this.
You begged for me to end my life,
Though not in so many words.
Outcast always into the shadows,
Forever watching the world around me turn.
My gift to you, my sacrifice.

CHORUS

Your love, like the fire raging
On the house next door
Could not last.
We were doomed to failure.
Beauty and her beast.

I’m sorry I had to hurt you.
Sorry I had to make you hate me.
But it was the only way.

I couldn’t leave with your love
Still on my mind.
I couldn’t leave with your hand
Still in mine.

Burning embers in my hand.
A passion forced to end.
My gift, a heart that beats solely for you.
My selfish gift, my suicide.

author’s note: this piece was created for the soul use of the band tears of pain.

Last week I went out with my cousin. He took me over to his girlfriends house her brother and best friend was also there. We all set in her room(my cousins girlfriend) at the same time my cousins was rolling a blunt. I had smoked weed plenty times before but I not a full flegged smoker. After he had rolled the blunt we went out side to smoke it. My cousin lit it and we began to pass it around. I usally take alot of small hits but tonight i decided to take lots of big hits. Near the end of the blunt i was feeling weird not like i usally feel in im high. The time began to pass like someone was flipping through one of those books with the pictures on every page. Then everything i thought of was funny i thought of south park and i laughed my ass off about cartman saying respect my authorita then we went in side were i remember giving every body hugs then my cousin was like Jake(Thats my name) u know i laced that shit but i was to fucked up to ask what with then my cousins girlfriends parents came home and wanted me and my cousin to leave but i really go home because come on i was fucked up so my cousin called up our friend brad because his grandpa was not home and we could chill out there for a little bit. We left and was like 15 mins away from my cousins girlfriend and we had the munches. My cousin looked through his pockets and realized He had forgotten his money at his girlfriends so we continued to brads we got there and circled around the block for bit but we didnt see him home so we was feeling pretty good i still had that flip book feeling we went home and i raided my refrigerator and luckly my mom was out getting drunk some where cause if she was here she would of killed me so i decided before she got home to go to sleep. so i went to sleep. i woke up and smoked another blunt and went back to sleep that’s the end

(**This submit topic belongs under “Poetic-Vampires”**)

Walking beyond the veil of night.
Velvet loneliness has taken flight.
Silver liquid goddess is ushered in.
A blushing bride untainted by sin.
Pallid moon rides nocturnal black wings.
Windswept stars shivers as the breeze sings.
The night seduces me and I obey.
Falling into beckoning arms without delay.
I, a moth lured into a covetous flame.
Singes my soul as it’s laid to claim.
Undressing me of flesh and bones.
All my inessentials discarded like stones.
Drunken flesh imprinted by chilled fingers.
Marble fangs clench for drops that lingers.
Time shudders as my heart forgets to beat.
Behind the mask of a god smiles the devil.
Crimson yen awakens the flesh with revel.
An immortal kiss endures timeless restraints.
Beyond the veil of night we are perpetual saints.

5.8-22.04
By Madame Poe

theres so much going on right now its hell. everything is going worse. one of my friends tried to help me with my problems because i didn’t know how to stop. i keep cutting myself. my friends name was adriana i don’t know if shes still my friend because she gave up on me along time ago. shes always been there for me, but when she wanted to help me i just pushed her away. she only wanted what was best for me. shes completly mad at me i know now. i should have listen to her and trusted her. now i’ve lost adriana. i’ve lost so many friends because of my habbit of cutting myself. so now i’m even more alone than before. i’ve tried so hard to do my best and to be happy, but it just won’t happen. i thought that their was no one out their that can understand how i fell. i see that i was wrong. theres this girl that i met her names melissa. she nice to me and she really knows how i fell. when i think that everything is hopeless and it doesn’t matter what i do i wil never be happy. shes there to help me. theres something about her that relaxes me and calms me down. i know that it her that inspires me to try harder and not to give up. i’m glad i met her. for now all that i can do is try my hardest and never give up because if i do thing will just only get worse.

i am the life, the death, the immortal
i am the dark commander
reigning in darkness
souls falling beneath my fiery sword
purify

cleansing the earth with crimson tide
land stained with the blood of the innocent
killing indiscriminately with pleasure
listening to the screams of the victims
purify

we are the ones who in darkness reside
dark thoughts bringing about dark deeds
working towards the dark goal we share
total destruction of the earth
purify

Lightning in the sky
over a red sunset
Wonders of nature
that make us forget
Christmas in summer
what do you think?
Watch the lights now
as they blink
We all stare at the same black horizen
remembering where our eyes have been
A sadistic fantisy thats all it seems
but it will come for you and me
But remember,
before you die,
you and I,
Will probaly meet
on a street in our minds
and we’ll hold hands,
Smile and Kiss,
and then we’ll walk t
to watch the world end

My best friend and I began cutting ourselves for fun. It was a blast! One night we stole my dad’s booze and scalpel (he’s a doctor see) and we tatooed ourselves. We took it in turns. It is so blissful because you don’t even fell it at first. You run the balde over your arm and it’s like nothing happens… until you see the blood oozing. The scars are beautiful the next day. And for some reason we feel good about ourselves. It’s a drug. When the wound begins to sting you just pour warm water on it and I swear it’s… sweet. Like someone rubbing your brests. Yeah, that’s it. Like someone gently caressing your nipples.
I don’t know why everyone else does it, I don’t know if it’s the same for everybody. But for me it is the epitome of pleasure. It cures restlessness ans stress and sadness.
Thank heaven for long sleeves.

Vampire

They met at a concert held in an outdoor area. It had been a very hot, humid night in which the night sky was crisp and clear. The large crowds of bustling people had not helped the heat factor, however. The two never expected it before that night in which they met but the coarse of fate had brought them together…

A slender figure of about the height of five foot seven pushed her way through the screaming crowds. She was dressed in unique attire that was not seen often seen, her black pants were long and trimmed with many chains and straps of all sorts, her shirt was a simple black tank top. Her shoulder length hair hung down in her face. There was something very different about her though. She continued to fight through the crowds until she found a spot close to the stage. She stopped to look around at the people surrounding her. The people stared at her with a seemingly fearful look in their eyes. She turned to face the stage, ignoring the strange stares from the surrounding humans. She felt another person brush up against her, the person had very cold skin, she turned her head to see. Her icey blue eyes met with another dressed much like she was. The stranger also wore dark clothes covered with chains and straps and also wore long hair that fell into her fair toned face. She was a bit shorter than the first girl, who had sensed a unique likeness about this new stranger. She simply ignored that feeling though, thinking that it couldn’t be possible. The shorter girl nodded as if apologizing and took her place next to the other. The shorter of the two looked over and commented to the other girl, “Cool pants.” The other nodded and replied, “Thanks.” Their eyes met again and they were both sure of something unique about each other. “My name’s Azriel,” the taller of the two introduced herself. “And I am Malitia, or just simply Mal.” The two smiled and turned to face the stage in which the band was just now entering upon. The melodic sounds of a wailing guitar and a mezmering voice filled the night air. The two girls watched the band with an occassional glance toaward each other in which there eyes would always meet. By the time the night was half way over, Azriel felt as if she had known the stranger for many years though they had hardly even spoken to one another. The two had moved much closer together throughout the concert and their bodies were now against each other. Azriel looked over to her side where Malitia was standing next to her. Malitia looked back at her and smiled innocently. As she smiled, Azriel noticed something about Malitia that she had not previously noticed; she had two elongated fangs that came to sharp points. Azriel laughed lightly to herself and smiled back at Malitia, revealing the same sharp pointed teeth that Malitia had. Azriel continued to grin, realizing what had been so unique about this stranger and why she sensed it so well. Azriel thought to herself, “Ah, so I am not the only one.” The two were both vampires. Malitia slowly moved her arm around Azriel’s shoulders. Azriel, still grinning, put her arm around Malitia, who was now looking toward Azriel’s neck with lust. Azriel watched Malitia as she pushed her hair behind her ear, revealing her fair skinned neck. Malitia ran her hand around and behind Azriel’s neck and moved her soft, cool lips towards Azriel’s throat, barely kissing it. She wrapped her other arm around Azriel’s waste just as Azriel did the same to her. Malitia held on to her new “friend” tightly and gently bit her neck, not yet breaking skin. She pulled back and looked into Azriel’s cool, blue-grey eyes, smiling. Azriel moved forward and ran her hands through Malitia’s silky hair then down to her back, and held her closely. She then returned Malitia’s favor and slowly, lightly nibbled her neck; then pulled back. The two stood together for a moment and looked into one another’s eyes. They both leaned in toward each other, moving their faces as close to the other’s as possible without actually touching. Their eyes met once again and they looked at each other for a split second. They moved in closer to each other, allowing their cool lips to touch one another’s. They closed their eyes and gently ran their hands down each others’ backs. Their lips touched again but this time they allowed their tongues to gently slip into the other’s mouth. They kissed passionately until Azriel slowly pulled away, looking at Malitia. She smiled and leaned in toward Malitia’s neck again. She ran her tongue over the side of Malitia’s neck and began to nibble softly. She soon began to bite a little harder, still not yet breaking skin. Azriel continued to prgressively bite a little harder until she pulled back looked into Malitia’s eyes, “We shall be together forever,” she said, still looking into Malitia’s soft, calm eyes. Malitia nodded in understandment as she leaned in to kiss Azriel once more. Their lips met and their tongues gently brushed against each other. Malitia pulled away and Azriel moved down to her neck again and began gently biting again. Malitia sighed heavily and said, “Make us eternally one.” Azriel’s fangs broke through Malitia’s soft, fair skin. Malitia breathed heavily and dug her finger nails into Azriel’s back as Azriel’s fangs dug deeper into her neck. The warm blood flowed and dripped into Azriels’ mouth, beginning to flow through the veins of her slender body. Azriel took her last drink and pulled away as Malitia leaned in to Azriel’s neck and carefully but swiftly stabbed her fangs into Azriel’s neck; drinking her blood, making them one mind and one soul. Malitia felt the blood flowing through her, the soul of Azriel flowing through her. It was a feeling like none other. The two felt each other’s thoughts, feelings, and souls flowing through the others’ veins. Malitia pulled back and looked into Azriel’s eyes, smiling an innocent grin of blood stained teeth. Azriel smiled back, “We are now one for eternity, two immortals bound by fate…and now by blood. I know your thoughts, just as you know mine and I know your feelings, just as you know mine. We are forever together, even if we are apart. My love, welcome to my body, my mind, my soul…my immortal.” Azriel leaned forward, running her fingers through Malitia’s hair then holding her head. The two closed their eyes and allowed their lips, now warm with the flow of each other’s blood, to touch once more. At this last passionate kiss, the two vampires dissappeared from the crowds of screaming people just as the final songs chords faded from the night’s warm, humid air. The strength of one immortal can be amazing, yet the power of two is forever undefeatable.

Can you hear the angels cry
Watching people
Watch them die
Cry to heaven
No reply
Why is this a surprise?

Screaming crying in a crowd
No one turns and no one frowns
Watching waiting no reply
I guess I’ll have to wait until I die…

Fallen broken here I stand
Most is tasteless
All is bland
Romance wasted
All is gone
All of which I always longed.

Going under
Stinking fast
Choking drowning on my past
Good intentions left me here
With all I’ve lost
Nothing to fear…

I want to be the ruler of the universe!
I cant stand these people
As they laugh and I curse
They’ve trapped and damned it.
Free- free-free from this misery

M-misunderstood
I-insane
S-serverly damaged
E- En-trapped
R- rebel for our sake
Y- Its my choice!!

I want to be the ruler of the people that I see
I want to rip there tongues out
And show them this is me!
To the blood- To the pain
Now you all shall go insane!

M-misunderstood
I-insane
S-serverly damaged
E- En-trapped
R- rebel for our sake
Y- Its my choice!!

I want to be a goddess of all the hellish things,
To set them apon the earth and listen to the humans scream!
I want pull there hearts out, and suck the blood dry,
Im sick and tired of come home and hearing myself cry!

M-misunderstood
I-insane
S-serverly damaged
E- En-trapped
R- rebel for our sake
Y- Its my choice!!

I want to be a person that nobody will see
I want to be immortal, do anything I please.
With long black and silver wings and be everything I want to be.
I will show the world that THIS IS ME!!!!!

M-misunderstood
I-insane
S-serverly damaged
E- En-trapped
R- rebel for our sake
Y- Its my choice!!

The mourning fades
with slits from razorblades
coming on from the torn apart
Beauty she cries
weeping beneath these skies
with a bullet lodged in her heart Continue reading →

Every night
He comes to me,
Beckons to me…

Tempting me with his every move
He puts me on fire
Coaxes me with his touch
His kiss awakens a beast inside
Makes me want more…

His eyes hypnotize me
I’m at his beck and call
Every caress
Makes me long for more
Writhing in agony…

He is my dark lover
He who with the slightest kiss
Holds me captive
He makes me weak with desire
He fufills my every dream…
Yet he always disappears,
Leaves me with a question:
Why?

Come back to me
My love;
He who makes love to me every night
He who makes me ache for more…
I am forever yours.

Think of the word “atrocity”. You probably don’t know what it means, but it is a good way to describe the contents of this story. Go back. Back to the old west days. You’re probably thinking of gunfights, and cowboys, all that stuff. Well, everything has a darker side. Even cowboys had things that go bump in the night! Continue reading →

To Ebony surprise, the castle was kept in very good order. She saw things around the place that could sale for a lot of money she was sure. Old oil paintings, and objects that seemed to be thousands of years old. Continue reading →

As Ezekiel opened the door, Ebony was amazed at the site of the room. The was very large with a wall staked with large books on each side. Leather furniture was sat up against the walls as only a fireplace lit the room. The fireplace was the largest she had ever seen. Continue reading →

As Ebony approached the large door to the castle in which her, master was in, she notice a Asia girl standing outside of the door. She was very short which made her age hard to guess. She stood in a very short brown yet ragged looking dress that looked to be torn. Continue reading →

When dawn came, everything was about to begin for Ebony. A new world that she was going to be thrown into to start a new life. But none of which she knew she would ever enjoy. She was dressed in a tight black dress with a hig slip on the side and her hair was pulled up into a neat bun. Continue reading →

I’m here to tell you how much I love you I would sacrifice
my soul for you to be happy this is my love I miss you as I gaze though my
Bared cell windows I see a tree a creek the people and animals go about life
They take it for granted I scream to you your crimson blood is poring onto the
Crystal snow do you miss me as I miss you this love is never ending do have that
Love for me to do you gaze though your bared windows do you have those
Windows that trap me in do you scream to me my crimson blood is spilling onto the
Crystal snow will our wounds heal and will the scars fade away will the snow melt
Will the blood wash away will the blood stains come off of my soul and hands
Will my tears dry up will we fly away away to the land of milk and horny
Will i see you again i need you to tell me that we will see one another
again

Vampire
Escaping the day from all it’s imperfections
walking the night to ponder its beauty
silently finding my prey, for it is near
afraid you should be, so i am a thing to fear
seducing mortality is a wound to my heart
blood thirsty death is a difference apart
a hansom figure stands in the shadows
next victim, to put out like a circle of candles
their only existence brings a sensation to my veins
the bite which we take are their only immortal pains
the kisses of crimson we shalt devoure
which gives us the strength and reigning of hour

Vampire
Escaping the day from all it’s imperfections
walking the night to ponder its beauty
silently finding my prey, for it is near
afraid you should be, so i am a thing to fear
seducing mortality is a wound to my heart
blood thirsty death is a difference apart
a hansom figure stands in the shadows
next victim, to put out like a circle of candles
their only existence brings a sensation to my veins
the bite which we take are their only immortal pains
the kisses of crimson we shalt devoure
which gives us the strength and reigning of hour

Death

im dead thats what they say, i have no life, that i care for no one and nothing, that the only pain i feel is my loneliness, that the one thing i fear is my self, so-what i wear black so i dont talk to no one, so i hate life, so i fear my own pain whats it to any one i feel pain like every one else, its not the reason you hate me.

you hate me because im different because your afriad ill still your attention your afriad you wont be noticed that your life is all about how your friends pay attention to you and with something in you way it makes you feel less appresheated and oaqward so you go and make me hate you more you make me thrash my self you make me feel more pain, so this is what ill do for you ill slice my arm ill think of death ill cut out my eyes ill burn my skin so no one could even stand to look at me and ill right a letter to conforming my death then ill stab my heart and fall on the floor and sit dying just so i can see your pain when you read the letter :
dear Jake
your reading this im dying because of you, you want tou world perfect again so you get what you want my life for you perfect world what a trade i die and you get poeple paying attention to you instead of my differenciality so nows about the time you walk away and live in your world and forget that you ever knew me

your old friend
kaisey