It was halloween.black tape for a blue girl was playing in the background.”sally” was getting ready to met “jack” at the concert. she put the finshing touches on her costume. she put on her black and white socks and shoes and ran out the house. she was going to be late if she didn’t hurry.… Continue reading love in a graveyard
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Bitter Sweet Savanah
Eyes with icey glaze..She stands there in a mist. Breakening down in a nights flight Ready for a challenge her defenses are up. She lurks around carefully as if she was seeking out her prey. She dwells in the nights and hides during the day. The graveyard is her playground….anyone wanna play?
All My Fault…
Sitting in the graveyard, Ashley wondered how she could have let this happen. It’s all my fault that you’re here, she thought. I should have listened to you. She remembered how she had let this happen. After two years she could still remember the way he smelled, the way he looked, and even the night… Continue reading All My Fault…
All My Fault…
Sitting in the graveyard, Ashley wondered how she could have let this happen. It’s all my fault that you’re here, she thought. I should have listened to you. She remembered how she had let this happen. After two years she could still remember the way he smelled, the way he looked, and even the night… Continue reading All My Fault…
Feeder of Life
In the darkness. All alone. A forlorn shadow. To never be known. No emotion showing. On his apathetic face. The masochist this world created. A portrait of death’s embrace. Scars running down his arms. Like a seething fall from grace. Oblivious to the sorrow inside. Deep in his soul, pain doth reside. Eyes like tarnished… Continue reading Feeder of Life
Feeder of Life
In the darkness All alone A forlorn shadow To never be known No emotion showing On his apathetic face The masochist this world created A portrait of death’s embrace Scars running down his arms Like a seething fall from grace Oblivious to the sorrow inside Yet in his soul pain doth reside Eyes like tarnished… Continue reading Feeder of Life
A trip to heaven
* I know pretty much everyone on this site writes dark stuff, but have any of you thought about writing something more…. bright i guess you could say? I thought about it, and i came up with this. Hope you like it, alll comments welcome!”
I’ve empty-headed news, sirs.
Dear Friends: Oh jeez. You are lost. Labels? This is a negative term. A negative one. Labels are what you, of all people should avoid. They destruct, diminish and destroy everything that means anywhere within in the realm of anything. Kid, why don’t you just read a fucking book or take a long walk, rather… Continue reading I’ve empty-headed news, sirs.
The Soulless Hunter
I am the one of which you hope your dreams do not contain. Im the poison ivy that that chokes the tree. I hunt in the dead of night and collect the bodies of the dead and send them to my enemies. Any who stand in my way are taken down.
the hunter
I am the one of which you hope your dreams do not contain. I’m the poison ivy that that chokes the tree. I hunt in the dead of night and collect the bodies of the dead and send them to my enemies.