Only shall they know, Of the hurricane of my soul. Brimstone deep shall burn my bones, And tear the love from my heart.
The rain slid down lost tendrils of glossy, black hair. It outpoured from the heavens like tears of rage. Tears made by Hell and caused by heartache. Alex saw her curvacious sillohette rocking behind the bedroom curtains’ skim.
The blood was everywhere. It flowed around her body. The darkness was infinite, and the blood was never ending. Its energy flowed, in tendrils, inviting her to play. She lifted her arm to reach out for the tendrils of blood, but she couldn’t move. Fear gripped her body, and she began to struggle against the… Continue reading The Dream
The soft carress of your lips, the warmness of your blood, this is why i live, endure, the taste of your flesh, the string of reason in your mind, snapping constantly with me, this is why i remain,and wait life is nothing without your darkness, enveloping me and drowning out the light, forever in your… Continue reading Your Everything
She opens her eyes, wearily casting them around the room. Light filters in through a tiny gap in the velvet curtains.