Poetic I am trapped in the face of solitude The shadow of loneless will always follow me I am always looking for someone to give me food But still blood, death, and pian are in front of me Dreams, faith, memories and hope, have faded away I feel i can’t move because of this rope… Continue reading My Tourniquet
Tag: coldness
no where to turn
why be skittish? is this all a delusion? this world is my inferno…
Watching
He breathes down my neck constantly. I can always feel his coldness wherever I go. You can probably feel him too. Everytime I sleep and everytime I wake up I can sense him watching over me, waiting, biding his time. He is the curse that is put upon us from the moment we are born.… Continue reading Watching
Stone Gardens
I sat there, in the dark, Feeling my mind drive slowly into the realms of insanity. Stones lay in the gardens of my thoughts, Blooming amongst themselves are thoughts of death. I do not recognize the dark, tenebrous voice, Its soft susurrus will live on in my mind. Its cold, fingers ran up my spine… Continue reading Stone Gardens
Realizing (true)
As I lay there in bed staring up at the ceiling I realize something. I realize what my life is and how Im running it. My family life is nothing, no one cares for me, eventhough I care for them, I just never show it by rebelling and yelling. I realize Im living a dream.… Continue reading Realizing (true)
Fear Of Dying
I’m not afraid of leaving at night I just hate the coldness of fright. I’m not afraid of lying I’m just afraid of dying. I’m not afraid of being sick I’m more afraid of being well. I’m not afraid with the gun in my hand I’m just afraid it will hurt like hell. I’m not… Continue reading Fear Of Dying
The One
She is innocent. But how are they to know? of the ones she’s taken? of the blood she’s shed, and the fear she’s brought? How are they to hear with deaf ears? the wolf that howls the wind that whispers How are they to see with blind eyes? the coldness that consumes the darkness within… Continue reading The One
Confusin.
You see saddness in my eyes Only because of the unpleasurable pain life throws your way You hear saddness in my voice Only because i cant pretend to be happy when im missing him this much You feel coldness in my touch Only because my hearts been filled up with my tears that i push… Continue reading Confusin.
Erotica – A gothic Story
Without even knowing his name…. I got this boring admin job for a company. The pay was alright and because I didn’t have to deal with the public I could wear what I wanted. I just don’t feel comfortable in anything other than my long black dresses or sometimes my leather pants and a laced… Continue reading Erotica – A gothic Story
reach 4 gun
Laying on the ground, fighting the urge to cry. I try to be strong, but i just want to die.