The mourning fades with slits from razorblades coming on from the torn apart Beauty she cries weeping beneath these skies with a bullet lodged in her heart
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minds of the ages
–please read to the end, the story comes together fluently at its end– (ghost speaking) An empty shell, of what once was, is all that can contain me now. Here in this dark and dingy palace of the dead I am overcome with the emotions of a gutted mind, haphazardly piled onto one another, cancelling… Continue reading minds of the ages
Night
Forever darkness he rise Hunting for blood to fill him His living is drawing near as he hunts another victim tonight Night slowly fades As his thirst is growing Found a helpless lady As he got closer he gotten a sudden change of heart love went through his bloodless veins finally found someone he wanted… Continue reading Night
Specter At The Feast
You may think you know me From words I’ve written on a page From another lifetime ago From the depths of hurting, pain, and rage Somehow I’ve moved forward with my life I’ve grown past that empty divide I look back and see clearly those things That nearly drove me to suicide But sometimes in… Continue reading Specter At The Feast
Empty
To feast off the energy of the piercing moon is a wonderous thing.. To feast off the energy of another brings an outcome of emotional displeasure to me. If anyone here knows what I am speaking of or understands and perhaps can relate I’d love for them to contact me. Until then I wait, alone,… Continue reading Empty
death….. myonlyfriend
my unfortunate conception has only brought sorrow and hatred to this world.take me to the end of the tunnel. put me out of my misery. cut me open and feast of my intrayals. drink of my blood as if i was christ.
Creatures of the night
When darkness arrives Fear for your lives For the creatures of the night come And they will leave you numb
are they real?
when people write vampire books like anne rice how do we no she’s not just writing from life experience she may be a vampire herself or a victim and what people are really doing is make us not believe them because if they’re not allowed to reveal themselves then it would be logical to write… Continue reading are they real?
Through the hollow
I could always hold this dagger close to my heart I could always take all night and suffer your hollow Put me up and I could veil your love instead of tearing it apart Something telling me that this darkness is a truth to follow
Dark Wonderment
As I walk down the balckened alley, awaiting my next feast, I think of my last meal and say, “I’m such a beast!”