sulking in the heated lustshadows of a daunting nature huntsacred understanding victim of the hordeit is an honor to be captive to devilish devices seducing the nightsacrificing tears to the darkon my heart’s altara soul after eon’s scarsentering one life,...

Nightmarish! Every night I'm visited by the cold hands of my past.   Nightmares! This unending cycle of victimhood, I fear will never end.   Nightmare! One bad memory in one bad dream, I will have forever.

My former friends…The turtle doves were a symbol once. Now they've parted, never to reunite. One flew to heaven, the other to hell.  My family…Blood is given, not chosen. If you disown them, your friends become your blood.  My...

I'm a disenchanted weirdosymbolically captivated by the darkmetaphorically mesmerized by sorrowthe kind that envelops your being sadness, bane, it knows my namecorrupting my visions with bleak thoughtson the morrow, sing no more for brighter daysdarkness desires also so with vigor, I...