Torture

The thirst, this perverted thirst,making everything around me worthless..... gets me down on my knees... Your heart, oh that cursed thing beats so loud, it chokes me... Oh!sweet death, why not take me and end this misery????

Burning

I always burn, sometimes till death but like a phoenix I rise from my own ashes to burn yet again.After all, it isn't that bad.

Midnight Sun

"My life is an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how is it possible that the sun is rising now, in the middle of my midnight?"

- Stephenie Myers, Midnight Sun

"Life works in mysterious ways. When we think we are drawing our last breathe while our whole life stretches before our own eyes, it sends that kiss of life leaving us clueless.”

- Angel Siribaddana, Angelic Hallucinations (lol)

Ruling Darkness



Kiss my diamond tears and ease my pain
Touch my trembling lips with yours, saint
Whisper in my ear sweet nothings faint
Lost in me take me to the veining moon

Soft moans escaping mine lips, inviting
The heaven and hell lost in ecstasy fighting
Yearn for more when I can give nothing more
Fall with me over the edge my warrior viking

Pain

This emotional isolation is simply unbearable.... No matter how many surrounds me I will always be alone, alone and alone. It is no one's fault but mine. People love my company, my small talks and foremost my weirdness, as they call it but no one cares enough to look beyond that intriguing bizarreness and look into the pangs of misery held within that bleeding heart. Once they are satisfied, they all walk away and none remains to see how much pain I am in when they leave. This repeats so often and you would think I would be immune to pain by now but no, it's the other way around. The pain gets worse each time.

I do not want to be different. I want to be like every one else. I don't want people to cringe away from me. Just like everyone else I love to be loved, love to be told that I am loved.I want to tell someone how much I suffer, how much I wish that they will not leave me. I want someone to take my hand and jump off that cliff without a care not knowing what will happen next.....but no one dares. They just cringe away at the thought. I am just another exhibit for them to enjoy and when the museum closes they will all go away.

Will You Heed My Call Tonight?

Hearken my call in the wind tonight
What say you to its soft sighs?
Feel its beguiling caress on the leaves of fall
As twilight falls will you heed my call?

You, the placid ocean, will be set on fire
Until you writhe mindless lost in desire
While thunders growl relish your wildfire
Destroy me thus surrender to your needs dire

Burn in me, born in me, conquer me tonight
Fight with me, fight in me and win me tonight
The wind calls, my love, is your heart light?
Beloved,will you fall from grace for me tonight?