Never the load upon my back, does carry quite a weight. From sun up the stones are bore, until the hours’ late.
Tag: curse
no where to turn
why be skittish? is this all a delusion? this world is my inferno…
Karma’s Violation
The struggle I’d put up had been nothing compared to the strength of the males that had brought me in. Mirrors covered the ceiling and walls, giving me a perfect view of my prostrated form from every angle. I was no match for the demonic shackles that bound me to the bed. Under me lay… Continue reading Karma’s Violation
The Little Girl
Two non-believers walkin lost in this world, took their baby with them, what a sad little girl. Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs. Never wanted to play, or give kisses and hugs. She’d watch the T.V. and sit there on the couch. While her mom fell asleep and her daddy went out.… Continue reading The Little Girl
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
The feeder
I sleep….. but to stir, I can’t because of this burden This burden of a curse that keeps me awake This burden of darkness that fills my soul The burden that has no light to show It bends my mind making me insane It twists my soul making me a fool It torments my body… Continue reading The feeder
The Drug, Kingdom of Pain
(this goes in the vampire section) It could have been mistaken as a lush forest thick with mist that clung even to the tiniest pine needle; the gray that hung about the city clouding it so, was merely another one of it’s dark storms. The sky was old and heavy with rain. When the clouds… Continue reading The Drug, Kingdom of Pain
The window of one soul
-poetic The morning, the sun, light beats my face Another day in ‘paradise’ Hell in heaven good place, bad people – Hate, not so much as jealousy jealous of the happiness bourne by the rest I bear but a curse Of darkness, of hate A curse that weakens to the point of self destruction No… Continue reading The window of one soul
Self-Destructive Behavior
meek child filled with so much hate he not yet knows his morbid fate his broken soul he has lost all his control in his head he sees nothing but a gory view from all the happiness he withdrew in his head he silently weeps from alll the pain and sorrow he is forced to… Continue reading Self-Destructive Behavior
The Guiding Light That Failed
“For I was in a far off place, but you knew I’d return… I left you with merely a gift, and a kiss, but it was obviously not enough. Not enough…” You were my beacon, my only light home… I knew I had love, where ever it shone. Separated by hills, and miles afar, yet… Continue reading The Guiding Light That Failed