| dear death...I love you, take me. | Mar 9, 12 @ 9:54pm |
| Tonight I end my life, along with the memories of everyone I've ever known, every thing I've ever done, every feeling I've ever felt. Tonight, Jack dies. No turning back, no coming back.Take me away now! I'm ready... | |
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| Sixth of March, Two Thousand and Twelve | Mar 6, 12 @ 1:02am |
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I was always her favorite plaything so broken & insane, but now it's my turn to play & to start my own new game. Tell me darling, in what do you believe? In ghosts that you can not see? Of nightmares within your dreams? You will always remember like a constant noise, you will never forget the sound of my voice. Tell me angel, can you see me? When you close your eyes do I stare deep inside? Do you relive my last moments as your own down to that final cry? Every night you will remember the face of the one you left, every day & every slumber until after your own death. Tell me baby, can you hear me? Does the screaming keep you awake? Do you toss & turn scared through the night praying your soul to take? Dirty wings in a rusted cage, stained feathers ripped & torn like rage. Tell me sweetheart, can you feel me? Do I send chills through your core? Do you mistakenly yell my name aloud when you're feeling like a whore? Intimate by design & frothy deep inside, everything you tell yourself you're afraid to admit you've lied. Tell me lover, can you taste me? Does the kiss from my lips linger as your tongue drags past your teeth? Do you sit alone & wonder "what if" unable to bequeath? Sweating in the dark a memory lingers in the air, touching the source of your partner's smell gripping at their hair. Tell me dearest, can you breathe me? Do you imagine my scent & weep? Will you shut your eyes tonight with tears hoping not to awake from your sleep? A blackbird in the distance stares down at you from a branch, beneath black clouds & cold white skies you'll never escape my flanche... |
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| Third of March, Two Thousand and Twelve | Mar 3, 12 @ 9:38pm |
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I've found solace in bedlam, though not complete. Elysium is only a trigger's pull away, and so I rest assured that in the end I am invulnerable. This fearlessness has ultimately augmented my resolve. A dispersal of evicted kinetics...not even fire can burn me now- it's what I'm made of. |
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| FUCK! | Feb 25, 12 @ 4:46pm |
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My whole life is going to hell in a hand basket lately. I need an escape...desperately. Everyone just needs to fuck off. |
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| _ | Feb 11, 12 @ 4:52am |
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One prick from an infernal pinch, fire in my veins burning like a bitch. So sick till I get my fix, I'm sweating in the corner with a crucifix. Her tears they fall like bastard angels fall from heaven's graces. This hell I'm living in, this sin, I'm seeing demon's faces. The darkness takes over, my senses fall into a coma. Mix blood and soma, wash it down with some holy water. Dance with the devil by the pale moon light with a needle for my appetite. Get on my level, 6 feet in the dirt, never see the light. |
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| Odin's Prayer | Feb 1, 12 @ 12:49am |
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Hail Odin Grey Wanderer For many years You have knocked at the hidden doors to my soul. Patient yet ever insistent: awaiting my response. Hail Odin All Father: Ye who knows the passageways to my heart. Yet patient, waiting, not treading there within, uninvited. Hail Odin Wise One You teach me the greater worth of a path freely chosen. i welcome You now into my heart, unfettered by reservation. Hail Odin Spear Shaker Ye who incites wars amongst nations and the battles within each man’s heart: You spur me now to rise to Your challenge. Hail Odin One Eyed God Your quest unhalted by sacrifice. So do i commit to follow Your will. Hail Odin Master of the Runes Through Your Gift we glimpse the web of Wyrd So do i seek the knowledge Your Staves reveal. Hail Odin Patron to the skalds Bringer of the mead of inspiration May my words be pleasing to Your ears. Hail Odin Master of Fury: Primal and uncontained: dictated by necessity. May i persevere, unrepressed, in adversity. Hail Odin Valföðr: May Your Valkyries find me worthy When the web of my life is cut. |
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| Thor's Prayer | Jan 30, 12 @ 10:24pm |
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Thor, thunder forth in my life! When I would hold back, let me advance; when I would be weak, help me be strong; when I would shun life's pleasures, sharpen my appetite for that which is lusty and good! Help me grow from strength to strength, and teach me, elder brother, how to throw my own hammer and slay the giants who oppose my will! |
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| The moment I've been waiting for... | Jan 26, 12 @ 5:06am |
| Here goes nothin'... | |
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| Moonlight Equilibrium | Jan 19, 12 @ 4:17am |
| A code embedded deep within,
Encrypted in vaults of bone and skin. A tug magnetic toward the dark, The wolf voracious hath witnessed it's mark. Internal pressure growing behind your eyes, It's mounting still. Constant thoughts of evil are coming to a head inside you, Humanity decreasing. Blood is strong upon the passing winds, To forsake would be a sin, Let the night entrance you. You'll feel the pull of the moonlight equilibrium, Pitch black transmission of the soul. Instincts from within rise, We're all but beasts that hunger from inside, Cannot escape this longing. These symptoms don't remit for death, Becoming sick. The long hairs, Feel them stand, The nightworld calls again. Your existence turning black, There'll be no coming back. A desire to tear and hack, It's growing lord, Please help us. You'll feel the pull of the moonlight equilibrium, Pitch black transmission of the soul. Instincts from within rise, We're all but beasts that hunger from inside, You must subdue this yearning to feast. That very eve the devil cameth and his will did force thine idle hands. Open his heart of molten darkness, Floweth forth foul rivers of the damned. Blood of the lycan within thee, Enthroned heir to their cosmic fathers unknown, Who traileth not far from where death would increase, Seek they to murder, To rid the world, Clean a curse by the ancients of bloodline befouled. The clouds they are parting, The moon has come out. Internal pressure growing behind your eyes, Its mounting still. Constant thoughts of evil are coming to a head inside you, Humanity decreasing. Blood is strong upon the passing winds, To forsake would be a sin, Let the night entrance you. You'll feel the pull of the moonlight equilibrium, Pitch black transmission of the soul. Instincts from within rise, We're all but beasts that hunger from inside, Cannot repress these urges to kill, To taste the red your only will, There's no salvation. |
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| I... | Jan 15, 12 @ 11:39am |
| ...hurt myself today. To see if I still feel. | |
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