Fear is a miserable, horrifying thing. Fear for others, fear for yourself, fear that you are not enough, fear that there is a void behind you and you can only keep running and never stop, because it is always there and it is always ready to swallow you ( Read more... )

I still wish I were dead ( Read more... )

I am Echo, speaking with other people's voices,
Singing other people's songs.
Forged from the radiance of other people's feelings.
Intoxicated by intensity,
I spin it all back until it becomes a resonance of nothing.
Then...
I am Empty, retreating into silence until someone has words for me again.

I fell for the promise
of a happy ever after
All I got in return
was echoing silence
I fell down,
bruised and broken
And now that's that;
strangers in motion

I'm a tortured, broken soul ( Read more... )

I am not what you think I am; not WHO you think I am. Please pass no judgement and I will tell you no lies. Except for my name ( Read more... )

It's funny...
I don't even think this is a feeling anymore
It's a memory of a memory
As substantial and alive as a pressed flower
In a book I'm not reading anymore.

I could open it up,
flip to that page
and let it enter my senses again.
But it wouldn't be the same.

Jett Aldaine, Jett Aldaine - It's my new name.
It flows and ebs and breaks at the circle. Thick ink and a scorched note on the tongue.
This is my introduction.
Madness is reality, just like your reality is my madness. A certain type of soul it takes, takes and breaks. Then never wakes.
We're the only ones left alive.

if I had a word ( Read more... )

A decision. Thats all love ever was. Not a magic potion.. the reward of a cruel fairy tale, a trick of the moon, or a rail-road built by gods. Emotions get us high, a favorite past time of ours. We somehow forget that under every rollercoaster a decision was made to get on.