].Essence.Of.Apathy.[ |
I Woke This Morning To Kiss A Cross That Represented Emptiness. A Shrill Breeze; The Taste Of Rust Quenched My Thirst For Disgust. I Prayed To "Him" For Happiness, As The Rain Pounded Agains...
Posted by .:Deus Ex Machina:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
.:. Prelude To Perplexity .:. |
Complacently Wandering These Naked And Dark Roads. I Walk With No Purpose, But Question Along The Way. My Destination Is More Than Unknown, It Doesnt Exist Yet. My Ending Is Nothing But The Beginni...
Posted by .:Deus Ex Machina:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
.Of.Unknown.Origin. |
(I wrote this poem about
an image i had seen ask if
you'd like to view it!)
/OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN\
I stand in this cold room,
Daft and damp with solace.
Bound by my hearts desire,
Like thre...
Posted by .:Deus Ex Machina:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
\-\Masking Mirror/-/ |
A beautiful solace image. Scratching at my eyes, This image has betrayed me before, now it mocks me. Proverbial "smack in the face", my eyes see this image different than others do...
Often this i...
Posted by .:Deus Ex Machina:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Heresy by Nine Inch Nails |
he sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
he tries to tell me what I put inside of me
he's got the answers to ease my curiosity
he dreamed up a god and called it Christianity
your god is ...
Posted by .:Deus Ex Machina:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
...Post Mortem... |
As I Swam The River Made Of Crimson Water, I Swallowed All That Was Mine. The Taste Of What Was mine, Was Jealous, Greedy, And Disgusting. I Thoroughly Enjoyed What Was Being Fed To Me... As It Was Wh...
Posted by .:Deus Ex Machina:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
