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Maiden_of_Darkness

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MyGen Profile Generator..I sit in this static, this yawning inky darkness of my room in solitude.This eerie stillness which I have known for far too long I sit and ponder.I contemplate many things, of life and death, of love and sadness, of worth and worthlessness, of hope and hopelessness.It's one of those existances where you can literally feel the walls closing in.It's difficult to breathe sometimes and there is no sleep to be had. No succession of hour after hour of uninterrupted sleep.That which once held power of rationalization now only holds the power to cause tears.In this void there exists not a flicker of hope, not even a hand to which I may hold in comfort. No such entity exists in this deep and darkened abyss.Fleeting shadows of dark angels evanescent, alone once again.Like wild roses interrupted from their germination, their new stale home of luke warm tap water in a imitation-glass vase, withers and die. Or like a fires flame being smothered from an absence or some cruel lack of tendering.The cold always settles within my bones. A numbing prelude to what is always a dark venture into thoughts I wish I did not have.A confrontation of subconscious and concious. An emangling clash of surpression and acceptance.I loathe the emotional system I writhe in. I long to not feel anything at all. I long for absolution to this whole fucking lie. I look for an end while others look for a beginning. An end that will complete my descent.Cold daggers rip through me like the words of liars who built me up to feel like something that I must clearly not be.Words that once enraptured but now enkindle my soul in an emotional pyre.Unfit I ponder. Unworthy I think.Words that started the cycle of bereverment, opening fresh graves and filling them with pieces of me that were still alive.Worth I despair. Quality I forfeit. Happiness I grieve.There is a profound allieviation of misery to be had when all that is left slowly slips away.A cold, yet comforting warmth to be found amidst the silence and unpopulated depths of oneself.Meanings no longer have meanings.Words are mere strings of alphabet characters, meticulously arranged with intent and motive placed behind each of their placing.Innocence and virtue not to be had behind even the written word.Manipulation and cruelness are the architecture to the indoctrination of others.For sport, for kicks, or pure fucking amusement. Words are weapons. Shards of flames. Demons.Isolation and oneness, the epitomie of desolation. Solitary clouds in a vast neverending sky, dissipating, vapourising, wasting away.Predisposition to this hell, this constant restlessness. The eternal struggle continues unabated, unfettered, its strength resolved and with it, the bleak and dark mind of one whose scars from the battles of time weigh heavily.Not in defeat shall I hang my head but in perserverance shall I continue my despair...My World Is One Of Darkness...This I Can Not Change And Neither Do I Want To.For In The Darkness I Have Found An Inner Peace, A Place Of Safety, A Place Where I Belong... We Can Not And Should Not Deny The Darkness Within, Yet We Should Not Allow It To Control Us... It Is Our Place To Represent Darkness In A World Blinded By Light...Celebrate The Darkness And Let It Empower You, But Never Let It Enslave Your Will...My Dark Words...I Write Dark Poetry And I'm Now Trying My Hand At Short Fantasy Stories...I Am Honoured To Say That I Have Had Some Of My Poetry Published Worldwide And I'm Now Thinking About Maybe Writing A Book Of My Own... You Can Find Some Of My Poetry In My Blog Section... Feel Free To Step Inside The Darkness Of My Words But Remember To Please Leave A Comment That's All I Ask...My Obsession...I Am Mad About The Grim Reaper And I Collect Absolutely Anything Which Represents Him In Any Way...Hell Man... I've Even Got Him Watching My Back...My Music...Top Of My List Is My Idol, My Legend, My Hero...~ x ~ Dimebag Darrell ~ x ~Man I miss him so much...May You Forever Rest In Peace Bro'My Taste Is MetaL Of That You Can Be Sure... My Favourite Bands That Totally Kick Ass Are DamagePlan, Head-On, Meshuggah, From Autumn To Ashes, Chimaira, Lamb Of God, Black Label Society, Korn, Arch Enemy, In Flames, Killswitch Engage, Shadows Fall, Down, Iced Earth, Dimness Through Infinity, Swallow The Sun...Other Bands That I Listen Too Are Staind, Nickelback, (early) MetallicA, Six Feet Under, Disturbed, Seether, Ill Nino, Atreyu, Opeth, Alter Bridge, Trivium...

My Blog

Abuse...

Abuse. A word you know only too fucking well, Always the first to stand up and shout your defence.   But you're not really standing are you? More like propping yourself up, Leaning against anythi...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 23:01:00 GMT

Living Carcass/Padded Walls

Creeping veins become shattered fragments Moistened with her drops of crimson life. She looks up through sunken sockets, A drug induced trance. Her laughter rumbles with the waves of Paranoia that swa...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Jan 2007 01:40:00 GMT

Like A Mist Over The Grave...

  Trying my hand at short fantasy stories...  Read and enjoy...   The streets were dark yet so full of life and culture. As we strutted from a cobblestone street past many gas lit lamp...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 22:40:00 GMT

You May Have Taken My Soul But I Fucked You For All Eternity...

An ever growing sense of a hatred so deep lies in the place where you once laid. The same place where I tied you down and showed you another world you never knew before.  The same place where&nb...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 03:43:00 GMT

In Suffocating Breath

I feel the dirty secrets his lips leave. In bruises for other men to read. His knife- the sex he says he can not give, yet does, Licking my ear as if to suggest we're in love. Says losing his virgini...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 03:20:00 GMT

The Most Painful Longing

Is this farewell? No, I still feel your soul, And hear your voice in the wind. (In grief, she still yearns for him...)  
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 03:07:00 GMT

Where Darkness Reigns

The smoke from my burning flesh Drifts off into the night Waiting on Heaven to take away the pain I feel the needle prick Salvation coursing through my vein I anticipate the moment When at last I wi...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 02:47:00 GMT

You Aint Even Cold Yet

There's an emptiness here as we lie in our bed And sleep can't get through for the guilt in my head. I begged you, I pleaded, for some peace of mind Despite all my pleading no peace could I find. You...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 02:41:00 GMT

In Darkness

In darkness, dwells a lonely soulSearching for answers For a path to followSeeking the truthSearching for an identity. In darkness, lies a fragile heartSwirling with emotionsBut afraid to embrace the...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 02:34:00 GMT

Palisades Of Fire...

  Like daggers they protrude But inside, my emotions have been removed And the darkness within cannot be outside found Making this silence the loudest sound Etched deep within, the wounds do run ...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 22:44:00 GMT