The Notice of Loss

Losing the soul
taking a soul
difference there is

Losing the soul
taking a soul
difference there is
stealing a chance for it had
but now is apart of your guilt
accept the stabbing daggers
of the wrong you have done
for you must pay
the debt of the forsaken shame

By LilithSyn

I shelter myself a cloak of the velvet moon that weaves through the midnight sky like a lost ship in the misdt of the world it has abandoned. The art of knowing ones self is one of life's challenges, still learning...so little time and still with youth rushing through my veins. This life is only the beginning of the death that awaits us. There is no end to this long journey. I literally live in the nothing...which you call Irvine. Pointless, scarce of the strange, wealthy souls, and less of the people like me, i will miss my home. Judge thee not for you don't know me and neither know you. This is only the beginning.