The Stone |
The Stone
Things come and go. Love and luck is found and lost, yet I remain unchanged. Cold as a stone beneath the dark water who stares from the riverbed and watches things go by. I feel like I'... Posted by on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 22:09:00 GMT |
The Gift |
The Gift
Pieces of happiness fall from the beyond and sprinkle into our lives, making the mundane existence we trod a bit more bearable. Just a small taste of what we could have had.... before ... Posted by on Mon, 10 Jul 2006 21:06:00 GMT |
Pawn |
Pawn
How did it come to this? I never asked to play this game. Born into this hallowed hole and destined to walk alone within life's cold and dark hallways, I am a shadow manifested into a man, t... Posted by on Sat, 11 Mar 2006 14:38:00 GMT |
My World |
My World
Welcome to my mind.... It's feeding time and it desires you.
Release within me inner sin and taste life as the fires do.
Break through walls of darkest death wrapped, neverending night.
Behol... Posted by on Mon, 16 Jan 2006 01:36:00 GMT |
A Dance in the Jungle |
A Dance in the Jungle
Faceless, namelessly wandering, the chameleon rummages to find a self.
" Are you my kind?" (A face is taken) " Yeah I understand, why would'nt I........ I am you."
Now on... Posted by on Mon, 16 Jan 2006 00:10:00 GMT |
A Walk in Emptiness |
A walk in emptiness
How many times can a man die? People tell me that you have but one chance at death and then the pain is all over. Like time scarred photographs, we fade slowly away and become lost... Posted by on Fri, 02 Dec 2005 03:45:00 GMT |
My Lady Fair |
My Lady Fair
My lady fair.......
Such infinite radiance shines from within you. Pure light so warm and brilliant that I sometimes feel as if I were staring into the sun.
My lady fair.......
Unmatched ... Posted by on Thu, 01 Dec 2005 14:50:00 GMT |
Paranoia |
Paranoia
I feel them coming. Their faint whispers turn to freakish death cries as steely eyes pierce shadow and stare from smoke filled doorways. They've come for me..... They've come for us all. To s... Posted by on Wed, 30 Nov 2005 18:06:00 GMT |
Sister |
Sister
Oh sister fate, what cold and wanton eyes you bear. Steeped in sorrow and aged in loneliness, you deal life's cards from gnarled fingertips. What a dark and sinister game we play. From the mome... Posted by on Wed, 30 Nov 2005 14:45:00 GMT |