Mute
The dreams are frightening You lay awake for hours Praying for the peace of slumber That will not come When you close your heavy eyes finally The dreams are waiting As they always are The shadow of a man The glint of a blade's edge The...
Only One
My heart is torn and bleeding My soul is dead and gone How could you do this to me You were my only one Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw
Sacred
dark poem kind of about cheating... sacred, porcelain desire, throbbing in want and need. deep, velvet breath, warm and perfect. i devour your lips with my own. tasting of delicious honey nectar, whispering like rain; amazing.
Euthanasia
Silence Sickening and vile Cruel, tainted bile rising Vomiting frailty Insulting with hatred Ecstasy Sensual fantasia of the mind Pitiless and savage Frightening porcelain souls Spiraling into madness Bringing delicate euthanasia ...
Pretty Stories for Ugly Children #3
#2 of pretty stories for ugly children a short and dark look into a relationship gone wrong. dead wrong.
Walking in Paws Ch2
**A Sterile Grave** I heard the noises of doctors scrambling around me trying to get my attention and asking me questions. All I did was look in the mirror... that fox blinking at me, yet that fox was still me. That fox would just keep reflecting...
Walking in Paws Ch1
#### An End of Humanity Some people ask me what happened to the world today, why did to change in such a short time. I know why they ask me, as it seems they think I would be the only one to know; yet I honestly don't know. I can only tell how it...
A Story of Light and Dark
They could destroy an entire battalion of the darkness' troops single handedly. however, they were few, and were a dying race.
The Machine
It all starts with a flip of a switch, The machine chokes to life, starts to move a bit. The hammers swing, they pound iron to iron, They never sleep, They never grow tired. The heat rises from the furnace, It burns ten thousand degrees...
The Actor
I am sorry if dark thoughts follow you. the curtain closes again on my act. the audiences roaring applause still present in the air. i care not for their sound or their cheers, only the distance towards my sanctuary.
Episode Nine: Dream Factory
darkness, that was the only way to describe it at first. chasing after princess twinkle she came to realize it was darkness but there were some familiar shapes in here.
Outcast
i cry my tears. Tears of pain. I reach out for help. But all is in vain. Yet I still hold hope. Flickering as softly as a flame. Praying that someday you will end my pain. The pain only an outcast can feel. The pain that is ALL too real. The pain only...