Casting a set of syllables I set out to mould words and temper them with thoughts ...
I see her She sees me In me there's a spark Kindled in darkness Where there was...
The light no longer reaches my soul. Although it tries to penetrate the thick cloud of fog surrounding my...
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i thought I was count Dracula Leaving you in your foul decorum How was it that you were able...
I am overfilled with gloom Like a too full cup I spill With the troubles of others...
And I pierce the night like a needle in the flesh
cold this double doll of my body
I...
"As it is, and as it seems, how might you find truth, without, The Light of...
She doesn't know if she'll ever get back to the child that she once was
She can't even remember...
If you are feeling brave & not afraid of the dark Then may I recommend you visit ‘Dingy...
Piercing bright through the sky, No bed time story of lullaby, Escaping all the monsters...
yes i'm sorry all I wanted was to fix you to fix you but now your more broken then...
He sits staring melancholy The worn hollow in the sofa That is opposite his chair His...
Restlessness
Creeping thru the corridors In the middle of the night She ties her...
In a small hollow of my mind Tho I don’t wish to appear unkind I get so weary of the gloom...
In the darkest hours On a misty, murky night I am not afraid Nor fear shadows ...
There is no comfort in my bed Not with this dam sore back I can not lay my weary head ...
Although I see the light The tunnel still seems incredibly dark I barely see to the other...