Corrupted Heart |
I am swirling into an abyss of the unknown. A fire burns deep inside my soul. It torments me and arouses me in the deepest confines of my heated heart. It compels me and controls me....
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 20:39:00 GMT |
devil’s ear |
In dreams he may follow into the hollows of my darkened heart. He whispers secret obscenities so no one else will hear. The demons are restless as the time draws near. I am los...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 20:58:00 GMT |
the dark heart |
The emptiness in my soul tempts me to pursue the unknown. The arousal of my heart has driven me to dark, lustful thoughts. They protrude my mind and rapture it from its innocence. The unca...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 23:03:00 GMT |
the end. |
My soul is on fire. Hell pursuing me and the devil as my groom. Take the innocents and mould them into your soldiers of doom. The war continues on and on for what for the difference ...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 21:56:00 GMT |
NOTHING IS SAID |
Why do you stand there staring and nothing is saidYou look at me like I was dead.I am nothing when you turn your head.Distant memories of what could of beenThe smell of you lingers as I lay here in my...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 16:41:00 GMT |
Transcendence into darkness |
Crimson lips whisper sweet death into my thoughts.
Immortality beckons me.
Pale fingers motion to come hither.
Luring me to mortal death.
Curiosity temps me to follow
Into the shadows of nightmares
ye...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 02:59:00 GMT |
Short Stories |
THE TUNNEL
By: Kerrie Daub
The day was thick with moisture as the fog began to roll up from the creek. The day was so hot that the refreshing coolness of the night was welcomed. Sarah wa...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Apr 2007 15:42:00 GMT |
Truth |
TRUTH?
We all have to face, what we don't want to know. The truth is hiding, so our feelings don't show.
Why hide in silence, when you can burst out in hope? It's eas...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 21:56:00 GMT |
REMEMBERING SEAS |
Here I sway, submerged in my watery grave. I smell the remembering salt of the sea. The intoxicating smell tempts my lips to taste, in hopes of ending my endless thirst and hun...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 21:38:00 GMT |
DEPRESSION |
Silence falls upon her person.
Voices protrude into her thoughts,
painful memories is all she has been taught.
Wish the silence would let her be,
someone please set her free.
Walls of unhappiness...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 21:26:00 GMT |
