I sit alone at night waiting, hoping, praying for the strength to press harder and end all the suffer and torment in my mind. If only he hadn’t taken my innocence If only I had tried to push him away he wouldn’t have raped my body, my mind, my soul. Now I sit alone and… Continue reading my darkness
when im the queen of deceit and pain i’ll use your misery for my gain the thought alone will surely shame your heart, your mind, don’t play the game when im the queen of broken hearts every boy in my rotten land shall destroy themselves one by one with their own pitiful hands when im… Continue reading When I’m the Queen
What is an expression that can make creatures hate without words? What is it about Night that can make friends turn into lovers? Why must day be where we hide our fears, yet the night greats our tears. In a morbid state of unconscious and deliberate unknowing we pass from the birth of inquisition to… Continue reading To Faust
Your life’s based on deceit you should be good at it by now. You’re lies are so easy to see I once believed you, but i forgot how. everything was in front of me, But i was blind and dumb. They all tried to warn me, Yet to you…I always succumb. Falling back into this… Continue reading Love
Looking down At this broken world Felt in the innocence Of a little girl Not realizing hope Not seeing the light Eyes torn out Raped of sight Life wrapped In a murky essence Entwined in deceit Found in its presence Festering away Rotting in time Its darkness sinks deep So strong and sublime Blinded by… Continue reading -[X.x]- When Angel’s Cry Blood –[x.X]-
The mind games you play are the mind games I invent for my own pleasurable pain. Created out of fear of losing you when knowingly, there’s nothing to lose. Blissful as your tasted conquered me whole; slave of your body, your eyes, your lips, your lust…of you. What am I if not a puppet of… Continue reading Intoxicated
Journey into the valley of the half-lit moon. The barriers are broken with but a whisper. Herein lies the secrets of the dark and lost souls. Disturbed manifestations tunnel through the mind.
A long time ago i was a very innocent child, i knew no evil and i saw no evil, well that’s what i thought anyway. Then one day i woke up and realised that i am surrounded in a web of darkness, deciet and ill constructed truths.
It’s all coming down in a myriad of broken hopes and dreams shattered around my feet; to strike me down and tear the skin from my worn body on the jagged eges of despair and deceit
Secretly we all find pleasure behind pain, Dark clouds of betrayal make the ways of the world so irate and impossible to explain, Twisted contridictions distort rightieous purity, Diabolic results of sorrow occur from our own insecurity.