I am not to sure what it is I am.
Full of mixed emotions.
Confused about life.
I only think of fate and what will become of me in the end.
I'm broken from inner thoughts and feelings.
When will the torturing end?

My stories and poetry are the only things that seem to ease the pain in my heart.
My Dark Prince.
Together we shall rise and fall with the dark tides of this world.
You are my soul.

Death/Black metal music I adore for they sing words of suffering and remorse and about the TRUE meaning of life.

I have a thing for graveyards, supernatural creatures like werewolves and the Grim Reaper and love animals eg: crows, bats, snakes and spiders

Darkness is my glory.

To all that venture here to read and acknowledge my writes I want to thankyou for your comments for they are very encouraging and inspiring.
Never give up on your gift to write for it is the key to our hearts and souls.
Remember...

"The true art of writing befalls in the heart and not the mind, if it does not then tis not an art of writing." ~Deaths Maiden~