Don't Talk!
This was written based off of a dream i had. i felt something warm at my feet. i stretched out, half asleep. my feet touched something gooey. i shot up, moving the blanket out of the way. i couldn't see anything in the darkness.
Two Foolish Lovers
Both feel the same Happy near each other Yet sad at the same time Two lovers dreams Shattered by Two years time If they could realize Two years is No great distance They could be happy.
the animal
Here I lay. In my bed is where I will stay. Licking and sucking, my mind always on fucking. Insomnia rampant, I cant get it to stop. It bleeds through my sleep... I'm in I'm there the warmth... so hot ... so sticky warmth in my belly. Again and again...
The silence
The silence rolls like thunder Amongst the moon lit plains Whispers flood the air I breathe From the coos of water cranes Nestled deep in slumber My dreams complete my mind Complimenting my every wish I'd been wishing for some time ...
searching
But you are only a dream that i keep having. it always ends the same with me waking up. one day i will make that dream come true and find love.
With in the broken heart:Poem
Hearts lost a riddle a shrine. Lost I shout can you hear my cry. The night has come, agian to test. Were oh were I wonder tonight. Blood seems to flow like a river again. The air so cold I might fall in. I can't think, Why are we here again. A...
Poem #10: Dreaming
Dreaming I have dreamed the dream Of the dreamt-up dreamers; The dream of all dreams The dreamers' dream; The dream of a nightmare Dreamt by the fearsome The fearsome dreamers Dreaming in nightmares; The dream that has died Faded into dreams...
A Goat Could Only Dream
It was only a dream..." ~end
This is a strange one...
So, I was laying on my side on some white floor with bright multi-color lights waving everywhere, suddenly I grabbed this electric guitar and stood up and started playing, I thought I sounded awesome, but slowly, everybody started leaving, and the more...
My life as a werewolf earthbender part 3
_ _i closed my eyes quickly; this must be a dream it has to be._ _but, but it's so real; i can smell everything, hear everything and even see everything it was like i am this furry thing._ _i could even see my own breath, but it isn't that cold is it?
Project #1 Prologue to Apeiron
I looked around a room. It seemed familiar. This was not the first time I entered the room. In fact, it was a room in my grandmother's house. Within these four walls hold a dark and gloomy story. A tale filled with demons and ghost. Old bedtime stories...
Short and Sweet.
The demon sighed, placing the classical guitar that he had recently acquired off to the side. He locked his fingers together, before staring dead center although nothing was there. "I've been having this reoccurring dream lately and I can't even come...