Your soul is pure let me lace it with death’s blood walk through the doorway to darkness’ alter inside your scared, grab unto my hand as that knife enters your flesh the self inflicted pain may bother you but way inside your loving it; Blood pours from your wrist it turns black as your world… Continue reading Lace
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Life of Dreams
I came upon a dreary land, A vast spread of dead, Crumbled bones peeled dry, The sun burns over the sand. A doorway hidden within, The forest did hold secret, Destiny had removed its need, Joined us two under sin. No longer do I exist, In my home world of childhood, Embarked on a great… Continue reading Life of Dreams
Erotica / Alchemical Ink: Shattered Angel
The Alchemist was getting ready to close his tattoo shop when the bells on his door chimed. He turned and there she was, a shattered angel. She stood paused, frozen in his doorway, neither in nor out, motionless on the threshold, undecided. The setting sun bled over the rooftops from across the street, staining her… Continue reading Erotica / Alchemical Ink: Shattered Angel
rape part four
“Don’t worry.” Kyle said. “You’ll get past him.” Shane nodded and looked down at Assandra’s motionless body. She looks so beautiful that way, he thought. Shane carefully put Assandra down on the floor and put his boots on. He lifted her back up and nodded toward the door. Kyle opened the door and let Shane… Continue reading rape part four
Sleep
It is there. Everyday, when I am asleep. Waiting for me, there, in the darkness. Don’t you see it? I get into bed and close my eyes and I am dropped into a state of half-conciousness. Suddenly I am at the entrance, a long, dark walkway, to a cave-like room. I proceed through the darkness,… Continue reading Sleep
Family Affairs Chapter 7
Carry sat on a cot in the corner of the basement while Steven paced the floor checking each window to see if it could be a possible way out.
The Cocktail Party Phenomenon, Ch. 1
I drug my bony, fishnet-clad body down the painfully crowded hallway, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. I was fully aware of the stares that followed my every move as I nervously tugged at the belt loops of my black leather pants.