poetic scared to be me, who am i? know onw knows who i am, i am mysterious, or am i? Am i who seem to be. Am i an imaginary charater inside another dream? in a corner in the smallest place am i there? Am i real or am i fake? Am i true or… Continue reading scared to be me
Tag: sanity
Her Spirit – Ripped…
An inward surge of unexplainable hot pain burst through her chest and a tight tearing grip clasped strong and with out mercy, it suddenly pulled hard on the hold that it had on the depths of her soul, blue fire bolts raced through her body at a speed unknown to man. A second surge from… Continue reading Her Spirit – Ripped…
My dream girl
you speak to me softly, whilst you look on loftily, you stare at me through empty eyes, and deep within i see your lies, deception is your favorite tool, and ofcourse, i your favorite fool, but never again shall i listen, i care not how your body glistens, dream girl you may be, or reality… Continue reading My dream girl
Poem: lie
lie to make me feel better lie to compliment my self-esteem lie to make me want you lie to make me scream lie to change my mind lie to fuel my anger lie to rip apart my sanity lie to take away the danger *(plz tell me what u think)*
Blood drops-a (true) death story
I watch as the blood goes, it drops from my wrists. drip, drip I see it fall i know it won’t come back, but for some reson that seems ok. I feel better knowing, feeling that i’m still alive. I’m not dead yet but I want to be. Knowing this makes it more timpting. Move… Continue reading Blood drops-a (true) death story
Rapt in my Realm
You think you understand me but you don’t, Forbidden truths and dejected hopes. An intricate web of lies my eyes behold, Deep pools of bitterness, of pain untold. A thirst for serenity, a thirst for reason, Only failing to see the foolishness of this delusion. Ignoring the hope that is able to save set me… Continue reading Rapt in my Realm
“MY TORMENT”
As I enter the gates of dispair, a constant smell of burning flesh taints the air, creatures devouring souls for wat they are worth NOTHING!! for there is no value of life after the cut of a knife has ended it, i look around for a place to sit and think About why ive poured… Continue reading “MY TORMENT”
REALITY of POWER
Snow falls upon the branches, And as the sun rises The heat returns to my blood Then tears flood out my eyes Just as the snow melts To reveal all of the flowers The flowers that were once murdered by the colds of winter. Now it is time for us to swim in the rivers… Continue reading REALITY of POWER
I have to leave now…
Why am I here? I don’t remember anymore… How can I stay here, locked in this room when it’s driving me mad. And I knew I’ve always been a little…eccentric–crazy even, but now I believe I may truly be going insane! They’ve grounded me; locked me inside my little box. But it’s alright because it’s… Continue reading I have to leave now…
Without
My chipper approach on life has fallen short. There are all kind-of things to know the right answer to, but don’t really feel it. It might just be a shroud, cover in understanding that strangness means seperation and that not going along means insanity. Preaching how sex is enjoyable may be the worst of it… Continue reading Without