Gazing into your misty eyes Following the dewy leaves under the canopy Through my own reflection In the deep blue haze
Tag: bitterness
Rapt in my Realm
You think you understand me but you don’t, Forbidden truths and dejected hopes. An intricate web of lies my eyes behold, Deep pools of bitterness, of pain untold. A thirst for serenity, a thirst for reason, Only failing to see the foolishness of this delusion. Ignoring the hope that is able to save set me… Continue reading Rapt in my Realm
“Johnney”
this story can go under horror or death or even make a new catagory as Mysterys. im sorry this is the third one i have sent you… but this one is spelld correctly and stuff the others arnt… Heck you can even put it under poetic cause i put a small poem in their “Johnney”… Continue reading “Johnney”
“Johney”
this is a true story and scars the crap out of me when i think about it…its 3:40 am now … my ride is not here yet… I knew i couldnt rely on Johneys clumsy a$$! I knew i should of drove home the other nite from the hangover Johney and i have been friends… Continue reading “Johney”
Where Doves Go to Die
An autumn mist of death and lust October rainfall Seeping through my soul And as the world is dead and cold it becomes closer to me Forever sick and passionate An eternity of sorrow With your mask of misery etched upon my soul You speak of empty promises and leave me here alone Where doves… Continue reading Where Doves Go to Die
Innocence Lost
The innocence of birth will be corrupted by its life. A child’s mind is theirs alone. The bliss known in childhood is tarnished by the burdens of responsibility. As the seasons come and go, so do our care-free days of the past.
My silent
That nite he went, stayed for a few hours while i stared inside. this was the first time he ever came across that door of mine, my precious and now all tainted eyes. then i could see through him, that motherfucking feeling strands the bends, when I tasted his skin by this bitterness so far… Continue reading My silent
What Tears Will Never Wash Away
Why do I keep coming back to the same place? Always the same tears that threaten to flood, and I have a phobia of drowning in my sorrow and self-pity. I lost so much; maybe I should just let it all go. Get rid of the hope, the pure and insane desperation just to have… Continue reading What Tears Will Never Wash Away
The Children of Glass, Kingdom of Pain
A bitterness swam through her. Finally Terra had come home, her love, her queen, but was it really Terra. Rheynne felt the pain come back, and grabbed her breast, digging the nails deep into her skin, drawing blood, and wrenching the pain from inside to outside.
TOURMENTED SOUL TRAPPED IN DEAD BODY
The agitation of the hostile irritation Loathing in the bitterness of my heart Outraged in the disgustful dislike Of your torment.