

The Ballad of My StepfatherEvery now and than the slideshow of memories flashes against my will every horrifying scene intensifying my anger and the hate and though he is long gone the stench of his viral essence lingers how I vomit in disgust of his grin and lusterThe Ballad of My Stepfather
I try hard as I must to keep that cellar door shunned and locked but the beating of his ravaging hearts continues, signaling his being calling upon all the bruises and cries that I try to repress only to realize that the heart beneath is not his, but mine for the decade of distain has crept its way into my very soul
With all the experiences


Cheers for the Zero'sHow did it all came crashing down in thunder is she karma running me over in my own headlightsCheers for the Zero's
scorching me with your cold touch and silent whisper my body already riddled with tears of ex-lovers
(Chorus) want to forget the memories of you all the feelings written down in sketch Im missing all the timing, missing the opputunity missing all the timing where I cant take the steps to get ahead
baby, your the pain that stains and my colliding runaway train the cause of ripping hearts and the fallin lain sowing the seeds where the soul grows with bane &nb


The Dark RoomI go into a very dark place where there are no doors and windows the only windows you see are my eyes all black with no sense of purity, as my soul grows taint with angusit and blood for the hated and mistrust where I smile with the wicked of demons and play deviant games with devils and where I desire the courtships of all the longhaird tortured banshees who crackle scream decending the stairsThe Dark Room
there in this room lies the knife of dried blood of all ive stabbed in the minds eye and the heart of loved ones where the raven picks at the dead and the crow flys them to
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I give good hugs.
annnnnnnnnna
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I'm not morbid, I just dare to see the world as it is, not as some sugar coated BS
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Join the Art Limited Gallery ... Marianne Le Carrour Photography
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I'm not morbid, I just dare to see the world as it is, not as some sugar coated BS
n i express without thinkin before ..
i jus feel to do it dat way.
but .. wat do u mean by job?
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I'm not morbid, I just dare to see the world as it is, not as some sugar coated BS
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