I feel the siren's call

I feel the siren's call. It harkens me back unto its murky waters. The sonorous sound is delicate like a lover's sweet embrace. But I've been drowned before by its host beneath the waves. Yet it still sings to me and pulls towards my fate. I resist but...

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She stood in front of the mirror looking at her naked self, well as naked as one could get with a full body coat. "secondly, you need to offer your reflection two things, a piece of mind and a piece of body.

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The Furry's Burden

Desiring some kind of ascent, or uplifting from the human race, I picked a tail and coat of fur. One to properly accentuate my taste, For lithe frame, cleverness... and grace. I wanted to be free--from a society Of cheats, preachers, and smiling...

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Life is a Lie

Death is freedom From this lie, To live is to Exists in false hope, In death I am Still a captive, In life I'm in false hope, But all I hope for Is Truth or Deceit, I am an indefinite presence, With the wish for a known Basis to go on...

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Meat

Grinding nails, pulling up flakes, the taste of garlic. Pain. Thoughts of malaise. "Why me?" Restless nights, and slept-through days. Pictures of women--not human, not animal--both. _Kami no Kitsune._ Bad habits, worse reflection. A handsome face...

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That Boy's Buried Principle

Bodily freedom is a hard thing to come by But I won't stop! To feel the rush of the wind in my hair--no pain, no itching, no misery One sleek animal promises to me, I can run, swift and be free--no, be me! No more lament, just moving forward on all...

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Psych Self - Proof I'm still alive [Joke]

I walked into a small room, a few of my friends there; the room had a distinctly ominous feeling, that's for sure - but then again, why would I care? Anyway, as I walked in, my tail brushed across the door. The two police officers were sitting down...

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Words and little girl

Words hit me. Every time I am the punching bag for words, My sacrifices do not matter only words, My love is forgotten, my sacrifice is forgotten, everyone. They believe that I am the anchor pulling them deep down. That little girl, her smiling...

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Duality

There is a divide, between who you are, and your ideal self: the you inside the shell. _look in the mirror, but you won't see me._ "i know, i know! there is little i can do but endure." _look at me, inside your head.

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Self portrait

Jonah walked on a cold winters' night. It was about midnight, and his parents were calling him nonstop, trying to get him to come home. Jonah heard the silent roar of sirens blazing in the backround. Police cars were flying by Jonah as he walked. He...

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A Self-Revelation

So many things went on in my head With all of the pain in the words that you said Perhaps I forgot what was truly right Or maybe I have just finally seen the light. Yeah, I have no choice but to go on without you Though even with this my skies...

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Self-Failure

The tears of discontent and of pure loneliness finally coming out of the self-imposed barriers that i had put up. they were crumbling, i was crumbling. in my short life in this world, all i managed to do was to live with a lone wolf mentality.

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