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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My World
What do I have to do? None of my efforts have held true I am a candle without a wick My nonexistent smoke makes everyone sick
The Innocent ***Part one*** The Funeral
At first my vision is blurry, like swirling coulds of colored mist. I can see movement in these mists and slowly the colored blurrs become solid figures. There are people standing around me all dressed in black. Some of them are crying, some look as if they’re in shock. Why are they staring at me… Continue reading The Innocent ***Part one*** The Funeral