The dull roar of confusionhas fogged my mind, My empty and raw emotions have left me in a bind. Im trying to forget your webs of deception, Constantly reminded your simply my perception. All other noises are whispers in the distance, Your lies wander my thoughts, I’ve given up resistance. I’ve given into the pain… Continue reading Death Row
Tag: whispers
Thunder
Dark Growling wolf Raging black waves Quaking earth, Echoing whispers Silence ~ Shawna (Sorry for the monotonous structure.)
The One
She is innocent. But how are they to know? of the ones she’s taken? of the blood she’s shed, and the fear she’s brought? How are they to hear with deaf ears? the wolf that howls the wind that whispers How are they to see with blind eyes? the coldness that consumes the darkness within… Continue reading The One
dilemma … of my life….
Darkness!! the constant copanian on journey of my ilfe… By nature i’m not a “gothic” as others might define but somany times i have urges that turns me into that pure beast, which is as connected to darkness and pain-death as to spikes and heavy metal… but in normality i find my self standing before… Continue reading dilemma … of my life….
I Am Me
The whispers The stares The wads of papers All thrown at me
Deadly Apologies VI
VI – Why did it have to be this way? Why do I feel this way for her? I can’t possibly love her… Is it because I am jealous of Averick? Is it because he has something so precious, and he gets to share something so valuable, with someone that I can’t share that with?… Continue reading Deadly Apologies VI
Love Me How
His hands ran up my body gingerly touching every inch of my skin. The feel of his finger tips cringed on my flesh and made me want to cry. Questions flooded my mind as he memorized every drop of sweat bubbling from my pores and every corse hair growing stiffly from where i resently shaved.
hassen
And now.. These feelings inside hate, darkness broken trust
somewhere behind the stare
lsomeone just screamed help and as usual no one heard, even if they did they wont listen what it says, perhaps is because they are busy on themselves or maybe they just don’t care, anyways the laud scream vanished, he loaded his gun with death so decided to pull the trigger but not even he… Continue reading somewhere behind the stare
Poem-The Run Through The Ruin
Always after me Always stalking me Always behind me Always in front of me I close my eyes, I fall asleep The feeling of death is after me