Death and destrution Death and decay Life will go on every single day Wish you may Wish you might You will never make it Through the night For i will come From within a dream To steal you soul And to amke you scream I am all that is unholy I am all that is… Continue reading Pure Evil (poem)
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“A Close Encounter”
The night is young and full of curiosity, in an alley you appear to be in, strolling along to your nightly duties, but you feel a great presence lurking close by, you feel other steps beneath your feet, you whip around, no one in sight, still you feel someone is there, you feel it breathing… Continue reading “A Close Encounter”
Incomplete (poem)
there is so much more than what others see another world within this reality a place where most mortals choose not to tred a place of unending dred where only the most horrid of fanstacies comes true this place is only for us sickend few tainted and twisted is this place breaking the rules of… Continue reading Incomplete (poem)
Deadly Apologies I
Prelude- Ari Catyar was seventeen years old, and she basically kept to herself. Ari had so much talent, she could easily do things no other human could. Not only could she move things with her mind, or interpret what other people were thinking, Ari could smell anything that was within two miles from where she… Continue reading Deadly Apologies I
I am VAMPIRE
People think they know me. People say they are like me. But htey have no idea of what I realy am. they sall themselves VAMPIRES creatures of the night when all they are is miserable mortals with the imagination of a ten year old. They are no more than the enevitable scum of this earth.… Continue reading I am VAMPIRE
Taste of Death.
The taste of death that I love so you make the children cold and old. The darkness you bring to all the world It shows the mortals no secrets are held.
The Mind Of The Damned
Who could have known I would go from mortal to immortal in such a short period of time? I certainly never expected it. I always belived in the undead…but now there is no denying it for I myself am now one of the damned.
Curtain of Sorrow
Exactly why does every single story you read or hear or watch end happily ever after? I don’t know either.
A Warning
I fear not death, for I am death. I am the protector of all those who are dead but living. I fear nothin, and I care for nothin but I queen. And to all those who are searchin for my bride I tell u now……
Alone.
Lonely. The one word I would choose to describe vampirism. Most might choose the word “dead.” For this is what usually comes to mind. But dead we are not. In fact, we are quite undead.