poetic Choke on your shallow pride drown in your deep conceit cry lonely tears grow on your misery why try so hard to make a difference when in the end, we’ll all be dead the reason why, we try and try is because we can’t give up five minutes before the miracle what if in… Continue reading Already Dead
Tag: whisper
Immortality
Aviva arose from the casket she lay in. The darkness was concurring the earth, providing a shield of night as a form of protection to the old vampire. She made her way to the glassless window 4 stories up in the old abandoned apartment building.
I hate you…but I love you.
You’re the torment of my soul. You plague my dreams and become them. In my dreams, you are my enemy, The one that I wish to destroy. But when it’s time for me to stirke my final blow, I can’t do it, I just can’t destroy you. I can’t kill you, I can’t force you… Continue reading I hate you…but I love you.
the truth in sin
The kiss of death the sinfulness the tender touch to love so much the tainted whisper the silent breath The bitter taste of my sin sinks in so sweet the act so bitter the taste Now left to live with myself, YES LIVE today, tomorrow and forever, to bad today shall be your last I… Continue reading the truth in sin
Burning Candles
Once it would seem that way, Long distant and passed by, Hiding it would seem in shroud, Clothed by the hazy light, Sitting in a corner without stirring, Waiting for the time of acceptance; They would all walk by silent, Not a glance, not a shudder, As if in non-existance, Exiled without knowing why, Without… Continue reading Burning Candles
“she”
Fallen Angel slips again, sinking through the dirt, paperdoll cuts herself, she loves it cuz it hurts.
Teardrop
Speculation The mystery and uncertainty Accusation It’s all in my mind Certification Witnessed, but never quite sure.
Through The Mirror
I have searched through all the shades of time for the one who could share this night
My Life
I feel it cross my mind in a whisper around my head. A hole within that can’t be filled has decayed and fell away. This ticking of the death clock in my head has grown much louder.
Silent Secret Hidden within Her Eyes
Quiet girl with soft spoken eyes Never talking above that of a whisper Her words barely audible in a gentle way Seemingly such a sweet and naive thing