I stand looking into the mirror; Such an ugly face. My eyes are gray; that’s strange, They’re usually blue.
Tag: veins
Shadows
As she lied on the bed, moaning of pain, she could feel his greed run down her thighs. The blood kept slithering out, as a snake that’s searching for death’s sweet oblivion. His fingers kept running up and down her faith, his eyes rolled over her heart and his mind was still but an animal… Continue reading Shadows
Don’t Speak Of
Through the night I stalk my pray and I manipulate the outcome of their deaths, you must understand that what I have to do is a necessity, for my own death may come to a closure.
The Writings On My Hand
I glanced at my right hand as I sat in Government class. Perplexing symobols danced around my skin. I wonderdered… Am I hallucinating?
Forever Night
Look high, Look low, Now nowhere to go,
never gonna equal
I said something uncalled for ::cuts myself on the foot:: I opened myself to much ::slices a line across my forehead::
Bleed
I’m feeling crossed, I take it inside Burn up the pain, my thoughts are strange Just like the things I used to love Just like the tree that fell, I heard it If art is still inside, I feel it
greetings to you my death
pick at them those fucking scabs pick the razor up and use it against me who is fighting me it is so dark fucking shit it is just me.
Wine…
Now, I am like the darkest of wines. Tainted by your hate and neglect, I sit as a partially empty bottle each day and wish to be full.
Death
Like an iceburn I feel the pain I feel blood rushing Hard threw my veins