One day I'll fly away.
But you made a mark in my heart.
So I'm left with a heart full of memories.
I can't the stand the light.
Moonlight is all I have left.
To help me on my way.
Leaving your love for another day.
Living my life from dream...
Love, flay, memory
I would flay myself for everything i did and everything i never got to do. and when i landed in hell, i gladly gave myself over to satan to be flayed over and over again, forced to watch myself making the deal over and over. i was so glib.
Death, Devil, Heaven, Hell, Wolf
As i remember the events of that day,
i feel the pain of the enemy flay.
1915, ANZAC, ANZAC Day, April 25, Australia and New Zealand Army Corps, Death, Gallipoli, Poem, The Old Lie, War
Now my will to get away,
has been completely flayed.
hello, hurray, the story of our day,
as people worked we all played.
falling, falling once again,
unable to feel fear, to feel pain.
Meaningful, lyrics
I feel like my defenses, my skin itself has been flayed from my body. (i know it's a bad picture.) but i really can't help it. i don't feel safe in my own skin, i don't feel safe letting friends see who i am, even feeling safe in my own house.
Depression, Poetry
The griffin turned around and hit him with his tail, and when the wolf was weakened on the ground, he shoved his claws in his flank and flayed it.
Blood, Dragon, Fighting, Griffin, Violence, Wolf
But, odd, he thought, if knights indeed, accomplished such a feat, why no flayed skins, or mounted heads, to prove the beasts' defeat?
Battle, Dragon, Horse, Humorous, Knight, Poem, Religion, War horse
It's news, what news, this news
the news you've been waiting for
it's time, finally, the moment
that event that you've been praying for
staying up for, flaying for, craving for
he finally found it, he's employed
out without a job for months
Anger, Depression, Poem
I flex my fistful of knives knowing there is nothing they can flay to fix this. i curl up in the hall, where many a night i talked to my friends, family, and lovers alike. now, the cold hearth is mirrored by my heart.
Depression, Dragon, castle
Bookshelf, a dining room table near a fully stocked kitchen and beside the bed surrounded by mirrors, a wardrobe fully stocked. i stop in front of the mirrors and take a look at myself, stitches from autumns frantic attempts to save me barely holding slabs for flayed
Fanfiction, Schrodinger's cat