It’s the tears that drip from my expressionless eye, The mere thought – the eternal wish to die, That chains me to hell’s walls with my bloodied blade, And nothing to do but what the devil bade, Rake it across, my little puppet, make it bleed, Show me your savage want, your morbid need, Tell… Continue reading Hell’s Walls
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The Bounded Arteries
Comments of bitter indecisions Hell has many crossroads Time corrupts the beauty of innocent beginnings Full bloom fades to rotted beauty Seasons slow and fade, as does blind understanding Pain and mistrust are tainted beginnings of a peaceful end Torn in half by these angles an demons alike Futile attemps in vain for the pursuit… Continue reading The Bounded Arteries
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…it’s frightening that sometime i might look back on this place and think it to be synonymous with innocence
A Vampire in the Confessional – Part 5
(Note to the reader: the lines indicate change of first-person view) Part 5 ———— “Inmate or Patient, what am I? I need out of here!” I yelled as loud as I can, hoping in vain. “Hey, you in there. Shutup unless you want to be medicated again.” A nearby person said. “Who are you? Guard?”… Continue reading A Vampire in the Confessional – Part 5