Notes of silence slide over my body,
I lay there breathing in pure oxygen...
Alone In The World, Nowhere To Go.
Rejected By Everyone She Has Come To Know...
The deepest of dark, within a midnight sky
is where you shall find me, restlessly...
Mummies
Man-made anticlimax...
This would be the longest night I guess?
Or better state, my longest sleep...
The moons stare dismally: a painted picture of...
No commiseration shows, no apathy does it lack...
I am the forbidden soul,
hidden by the shadows...
Upon that hillside, far away
holds a secret covered with moss...
Shes sitting alone,
in the middle of the night...
My soul is so cold
and I seem so old...
Based on The Masque of the Red Death by Edgar...
First person Point of View- The Red Death...
Fingers like razor blades
So grip my throat...