A lot of my poems are very dark and I try to tug on heart strings with them. It's when you have reached the bottom and are lost in the dark that you really need someone. My poems are in some way reflections of myself in that vast empty pit of darkness. In a way I try and show that even when you feel that lost and that hopeless, I am right there with you. |
Now that I have your attention,
I wonder if I can make you understand...
To make Embalming Fluid,
Its rather easy to do...
Heaven sent angels to earth to grace us humans,
Eternal beauty to gaze upon...
Being of light.
Angel from high above...
I remember so clearly,
The day you moved away...
Cut me
Burn me...
Dreaded memories!
Cursed ghosts of thought...
........... .... she loves me......
....she loves me not...
My grin grows wider
As the fires burn hotter...
The woods were still,
And the snow still fresh...
It is ok not to fear death, but you should always fear to die. |
My scars do not whisper that I am weak, they scream that I am strong. Where others quit, I have endured. |
We are nothing. Embrace it or be consumed |