When the Angel awoke she was surrounded by an almost audible darkness, she looked around confused, being the only beacon of light, isolated her from what was really out there. When He stepped forward and reached for her hand, she jumped.
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the nite…. part. 1
she entered through black gates, with points that would kill anything that thought it could go over the towering rods. her face was silver in the moonlight as the moon lit up her face, and as she walked on the pebbled path it sounded like carriges pulled by horses that were never there.
Children of darkness
We are the sorrow you feel. When night falls, we are the ones that hold you in our arms invisibly. We are the ones that love you from afar. It is our soft kiss you feel on your lips.
Angels Love
Damiens flowing black trenchcoat wafted behind him with each gust of cold, bitter wind. He had walked upon this sidewalk many times before, yet only now did it have more of a meaning than a mindless wandering. Dead leaves sifted across his path, lifted upon sightless wings and lain to be upon the frozen ground.
Man’s Own Hand.
I wrote this when I was in Toronto, looking at the paved landscape. As you can tell I found it rather disturbing. Man’s Own Hand The eyes that glance upon the ground, do sense each little pebble. The mind reaches out gently, and feels the patiened earth.
Violations …Part 2
After that night it was the same pretty much everyday …it got easier not hurting as much except when he was intentionally hurting me sometimes he would shove it in so hard i would bleed (sometimes bleed alot) …but i digress…..Here we move on to 5 years ….
Salty
Salty tears run down my cheek. Grey clouds hover in my head. How can the sun still shine, when I feel the way I do. I’m at the bottom of the hole dissapointment and hate beats down on me, as if I was out in the rain. The veins in my head are pounding, I… Continue reading Salty