Pyromania I’ve always liked to play with fire.. Without fear of getting burned.. Damn, when will I learn? The flame that flickers in your eyes, Boy, it just might be my demise.. Because I only want to fuel it more, I want to watch it rise.. I...

gothic notions, sunshine in a smile with dark brooding eyescandlelit vigil I am vigilant in my watcheyes to the skies alert to the ethereal realmwith a telling feeling, I seekdistant is the starsjarred awake I wander dazedshadows dance just...

I hear the voices from within, they howl like a winterstorm, eery and darkly foreboding.    I hear the screams of those voices, ever present, and forever.    I hear nothing real anymore.  Hear nothing but the unreal. So, I write and remember  how years earlier I had a life.   I had...