10/29/14
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely