In life, we meet many to hurt us a… It is up to us to let it go or dwe… In truth, we make mistakes along t… It is up to us to learn or blankly… If we become lost, not knowing wha…
Until we drink of another’s toxins… We cannot verily distinguish– Our own toxicity.
What shall my climax regard, be it… Or upon endless frozen moments, a… Seized within my soul both would m… To escape my breath upon thee, cou… Whatever my lasting fate may be I…
Prophetic becomes every word. Eve… An undeniable, irresistible realit… Wonderfully relative to the emotio… The goosebumps that tingle, so joy…
You think it is fear you are drawi… But, continue to relentlessly corn… and you will realize fear is an un… A mask seeking to deceive what you… A prelude to the seething energy o…
I am never ashamed of the ghost in… Tending to wounds I am proud to s… Pain adorns my soul from page to p… Wise and just became of the rage– In battles, this lifetime has beat…
I drowned my sorrows where all dem… To gather my dreams where nightmar… Washing my sins in every tear I c… Gasping for air just to swallow my… Alone in my strength on an endless…
Money and power Fortunes and fame Passion and pain Dominion and death.... Like revenge getting high off regr…
Stand motionless. The battle before you shall be unb… Time utters a decree. Leached souls never are forgotten. Tears descend only to satisfy the…
I deadened to be the sunshine that… walking through fire, i watched yo… lost in your nightmare, gone is my… held prisoner to all evil i was de… sanctuary i am from which you feed…
Born of thunder She loves to dance in the rain It matters not the plunder Pouring as one with her lightning…
Peaceful is the sorrow held within…
You forever remain beloved in my… That such of two meaningful souls,… I breathe you as close as a knowin… Closing my adoring eyes, i mistake… Nearer i draw, to fade effortlessl…
Evil knows the dark disaster hidde… Blinded eyes of fire Blood is how she cried A rapture spun from poisoned love Deceitful from the start
Her pain becomes oxygen. Everything. Pen in hand– Her only release. Spilling ink upon desperate pages.