after a long day of school. a girl goes home to wat will be the last day of her life and the being of her ghost life. a life of a ghost is seeing ur best freinds live and maybe even marring ur lover taking ur life away waking up to see ur dead but… Continue reading ghosts
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beautiful darkness
An angel with furled wings of raven feathers conceiling a widow’s dress and our unholy fears long black hair and deep penetrating eyes see through our glass souls and the ghosts who may rise snow-white flesh dwelling her develish horns beautiful corpse beneath a halo of thorns
Fading Away From Reality
What was the point in going on. She had rejected him, that was it. The end had come. He practically dragged himself into his bedroom. His thoughts were of her. She was his soul mate. He understood her decision. He only wished she had told him so that they could have left together. Together…
Eternity in Sand – Poetic
sharpened screams doth peirce my mind, and leave me for the wolves to find, out in the snow packed forest ground, bleed endlessly, without a sound.
Shit, Drugs, Fingernails, Ghosts and MUCH MUCH MORE!!!
(To be placed in darkness) Shit muthafucker, my face is loose on my skull. I shake my head but the flesh is out of sequence. Hi everyone do you like scary movies? I just watched one, that poor girl was going to get raped, but then they killed her. I think I can’t feel my… Continue reading Shit, Drugs, Fingernails, Ghosts and MUCH MUCH MORE!!!
Brushed Away
When you are a young child, people expect you to be happy and unsensible so that you can be told off, or to not understand the majority of things, so that they can look down on you and explain to you, the silly little thing you are, so that you can always think of them… Continue reading Brushed Away
Believe me or not, it doesnt matter to me…
Me and my cousins were born into the supernatural world. vampires, ghosts, and a shit load of other scary unexplainable stuff. we used to go looking for ghosts on purpose just for the sheer sake of the adrenaline rush and fear. speaking of fear, ya know that tv show, Fear… well thats what we did,… Continue reading Believe me or not, it doesnt matter to me…
The Forest
I am standing inside a forest. A forest so dark I can’t see. I am looking for signs of life. Suddenly a white ghost appears.
Angel in my pocket
I wish I had an angel in my pocket And a gun aimed at my head To see what I really deserve I know that my thoughts are worthless to you
I’m Movin On
I’ve dealt with my ghosts and I’ve faced all my demons. I’m finally content, with a past I regret. I’ve found you find strength in your moments of weakness. For once I’m at peace with myself.