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… Continue reading My Gift
Tag: beast
Nothingness
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
My Dark Lover
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…… Continue reading My Dark Lover
My Beloved Night
Your call is powerful, Your Beauty Infinite Beneath your cloak of Witching-Hours I am Enshrouded, My Beloved Night You Sustain My Carnal Voracity and Tame the Beast within O’ My Beloved how would I survive if not by your Raven Empyream My Night My Beloved never leave me for I will surely Perish without your… Continue reading My Beloved Night
Eternally Dead
When you are turned immortal you will still have lingering mortal thought, morals, and feelings. Most of the mortal feeling will stay with you forever, but soon you soon have to realize that you will have to play god, choosing who lives and who dies, you have to kill to be able live yourself. And… Continue reading Eternally Dead
Horror lies within
Bleak hope scatters within fragments of my failing consciousness . Wearied I forage for the sanity to end the abhorrent creature which stalks my dreams. A beast blessed with blackness and appeased with terror, silently it stalks in the faults of my battered mind. Hunger craved, it presses each night drawing blood from guiltless souls.… Continue reading Horror lies within
Daddy’s Little Girl (revised)- a short story
It was 3 a.m. and she still sat in her corner. She had been there all night, sitting alone in the darkness of her little room. Her corner comforted her. It was the one place she could go to that was always there, just how she wanted it; quiet, simple, and solid. This was where… Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl (revised)- a short story
Feed on own risk!
Turn me on. I turn it on. It turns me on. “Me”…
The Bathroom (true story)
Is it just me or did we somehow always end up alone? I just wanted to take a bath…Why did you have to bother me? huh! Fuk Man…So I write this story…to tell a tale,to release a file from this overloaded database in my mind.So it begins…a tale another saga another chapter…
The Real Me
A collaborative effort of MourningStar2002, mistress faruzah, Vixodus, iDraTherbEan+geL, & CryingRain1