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Memories of You
The thought of you still makes me incoherent with infatuation. My mind reels and I feel my sanity slip just a little more. And I love it. I indulge the emotions for the first time in years. I feel my heart flutter as I remember what it's like to stand before you. To look down into your eyes. Your smell ( Read more... ) -
Didn't know
I didn't know I'd love you so much,
I didn't know I'd love you so much.
I didn't know I'd love you so much, but I do. -
Low
In a lot of pain today. I left work before I should have because I couldn't stand on my feet any longer. I know that will change over time as I adjust to the physical demands of the job, but it still sucks ( Read more... ) -
A Madness
A madness threatens me today. You must understand some things about me before you can understand the madness ( Read more... ) -
Possible Selves
"Alice laughed. 'There's no use trying,' she said. 'One can't believe impossible things ( Read more... ) -
I'll be your Adversary
So break yourself against my stones
And spit your pity in my soul
You never needed any help
You sold me out to save yourself
And I won't listen to your shame
You ran away - you're all the same
Angels lie to keep control...
Ooh, my love was punished long ago
If you still care, don't ever let me know
Slipknot "Snuff" -
Something Cracked
Its been so long since I've tended my garden of water and fire. I shut the gate and barred it. I wanted to have a better life - a happier one. I wanted to believe that if I did the right things, that I would be able to achieve something better for myself and those I care about ( Read more... ) -
Catching Fire
What happens when I set it all ablaze to watch it burn? Will my very soul go with it all? Will all of my morals blaze as well? What connections to humanity will go with it? I have built something, and am accustomed to nothing at all. What is it to me to build it all, then destroy it again ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
On occasion, I want to sacrifice reasonable, long-term good decisions on an alter of sweaty, bloody, oversexed bodies and party with a recklessness that would alarm even the most depraved. I want to worship Bacchus in sticky, sweaty, bloody orgies fueled by a need to drown the night in ecstasy and abandon ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
I really am that kid from the broken home and the violent family. I've worked for years, decades, to distance myself from my vices. Rage, lust, gluttony, fear of failure... These have haunted me my whole life. I've done a Pretty good job, at least of convincing others. Sometimes I slip though, and when I fall I fall hard. I think that's the ( Read more... )