The trust, complete trust in love.
Arms enwrapping lustrous bodies:
chests together, smiles of delight.
Reflections of love in all eyes...
reflected by her bemused smile.
Wrapping arms, running gently along muscled backs, hands gripping sweetly.
Another in her life... larger size.
Not satisfied anymore.
A burden I have become...
Represented on her finger.
She seeks to overcome it.
Lightning strikes, the glare revealing her face to me.
A grimace of annoyance pasted there.
I pay it no mind, as I am enrapped by her arms
And her love?
Lightning again... her face has shifted.
Is that hatred that I see?
I feel the dagger slip throu
Running, running away from death, putrid death, with His skeletal hand reaching, indominate.
Clash, the echoing clash of steel against steel, echoing in the night.
Screams, the horrifying screams of the dying living.
Friends, beloved friends no longer drawing breath.
-Death was catching up to me-
Rushing, in my ears rushing, the wind from my run.
Movement, to my side, the fear of unrecognized movement.
Howl, a piercing howl, ripping through the night.
Imbedded, in my side imbedded, the head of an axe.
-Death has found me-
Starting, cold brow covered in frigid sweat.
Soft bed, moist with perspiration.
Muttering, m
Running, running away from death, putrid death, with His skeletal hand reaching, indominate.
Clash, the echoing clash of steel against steel, echoing in the night.
Screams, the horrifying screams of the dying living.
Friends, beloved friends no longer drawing breath.
-Death was catching up to me-
Rushing, in my ears rushing, the wind from my run.
Movement, to my side, the fear of unrecognized movement.
Howl, a piercing howl, ripping through the night.
Imbedded, in my side imbedded, the head of an axe.
-Death has found me-
Starting, cold brow covered in frigid sweat.
Soft bed, moist with perspiration.
Muttering, m
The trust, complete trust in love.
Arms enwrapping lustrous bodies:
chests together, smiles of delight.
Reflections of love in all eyes...
reflected by her bemused smile.
Wrapping arms, running gently along muscled backs, hands gripping sweetly.
Another in her life... larger size.
Not satisfied anymore.
A burden I have become...
Represented on her finger.
She seeks to overcome it.
Lightning strikes, the glare revealing her face to me.
A grimace of annoyance pasted there.
I pay it no mind, as I am enrapped by her arms
And her love?
Lightning again... her face has shifted.
Is that hatred that I see?
I feel the dagger slip throu
Psychosomatic Princess by MorganEdwardAshton, literature
Literature
Psychosomatic Princess
I'm coughing up a metallic taste
Of blood and salt, emotions laced
With thoughts that scream out "What a waste!"
And I find I'm a psychosomatic princess.
Am I sick or am I insane?
Or a figment of some dreamer's brain?
I ask as I sing my last refrain
In a song for a psychosomatic princess.
Thoughts, thoughts,
And they circle, twirl,
As I dance through your imagined world.
Are you a thought?
Well, then what am I?
If I'm a thought, can that thought die?
Do we love and do we feel?
And, if we do, d
In Passing: On Meeting by MorganEdwardAshton, literature
Literature
In Passing: On Meeting
I was sitting at a table outside, eating lunch and watching the people mulling around campus, when a guy began to walk by me. He looked casually at me, and started to continue walking.
Then, he took a double-take, and he asked me, "Do I know you from somewhere?"
"I don't know," I said, "but you do look familiar."
I had never seen this person before, as far back as I could remember, and nothing about him rang any alarm bells in my mind, but I answered the way I did nonetheless, because I knew what it felt like to see somebody that you have probably never met, and to feel like you know them. I think we all do.
It's like walking up a flight
Current Residence: Copperas Cove, TX Favourite genre of music: Rock, Opera, and Ropera Favourite photographer: ~Kismet-Neko Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: Windows Media Player Shell of choice: Classic Wallpaper of choice: Illidan Favourite cartoon character: Vash the Stampede (He's alot like me: much going on beneath the surface of crazy antics) Personal Quote: Pain is just weakness leaving the body.
Favourite Visual Artist
Miyamashi & Vaneral
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Metallica/LUCA TIRILLI
Favourite Writers
Aramtyth
Favourite Games
Castlevania: Symphony of the Night/World of Warcraft
I have something I really need to get off my chest, I need to tell people and know how they feel about it.
My cousin recently sent me a letter. It's the first correspondence he and I have had in 2 years, and it contained a startling statement. For those of you whom don't know which cousin I'm talking about, I'm referring to Joe… the one whom stabbed me in front of the school: the one whom gave me these scars on my chest, permanently damaged my lung capacity, and caused me to undergo severe mental trauma. As some of you know, he was diagnosed with schizophrenia coupled with acute paranoia, and is currently being treated fo
Well, I joined the cult of the damned, so sue me .
The first ten people who reply to this journal get featured here, along with three of my favourite deviations from their gallery. The catch is: In turn, you have to put this in your journal and do the same.
+WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I...+
I committed suicide:
I said I liked you:
I kissed you:
I lived next door to you:
I started smoking:
I stole something:
I was hospitalized:
I ran away from home:
I got into a fight and you weren't there:
+WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY...+
Personality:
Eyes:
Hair:
Family:
+WOULD YOU...+
Be my friend?:
Keep a secret if I told you one?:
Hold my hand?:
Take a bullet for me?:
Keep in touch?:
Try and solve my problems?:
Love me?:
Date me?:
+HAVE YOU EVER...+
Lied to make me feel better?:
Wanted to kiss me?:
Wanted to kill me?:
Broke my heart?:
Kept something important from me?:
Thought I was unb