C.Card: Mike
The truth is that he isn't shy or anything, he just suffers of double personality. this second personality is a psycho and would destroy anything that moves. likes: his boyfriend, hot chocolate, mangas hates: hurt others.
Pages of the Heart
It's like a dream That's suddenly come to life Heart quickening And breath catching Setting me aflame Your voice is sweet With the words you speak Pouring honey over my skin And seeping through my soul You take me as I come And in the...
Dark
The dark in your heart Calls out to my dark Matching halves of an unfinished fairytale The hush that stretches Between our fingertips The mingled breaths Between our lips The dark in you That cries out for me The pain that leaves you...
Dead Man Walking
Receive me Turn me And take me Harsh Like the vodka burning in my veins My voice is strained Rough with screams And all that lay before me is a gothic scene Like a dark opera performed for the audience that is you You are my...
Insomnia
Sometimes I lie awake at night Fending off the dreams The ones where I see you And you're always smiling I hate those dreams the most Even more than all my nightmares For every time I close my eyes I have to see your face And remember you...
To Be Lost Again
I don't recall how I came to be wandering along this beaten and weary path. There are various weeds, Dandelions and Buttercups, scattered along the trail and branches, plants, and poison oak have overgrown the debris strewn pathway, claiming it...
The Hot Date Part Two
She was running late, at least that's what she thought as she speed down the road in her car. She didn't stop at a couple of stop signs in the neighborhood of the male she was on her way to see, but she didn't really care. She was more focused on...
Just another love story (maybe) pt.1
Reality's not that too kind to me so i dream about all the good things, personal good things that is. oh yeah, i almost forgot to mention. that guy who was on the phone is jacob harris, jake to some of his friends. he was one of my closest friends.
Salaceon Tales
One day i know you will be a great person who will help out the world.
The Prisoner
#8 of poetry personal thing regarding my displeasure of my subconscious. i have been your captive, your slave... forced to perceive, forced to feel what you want me to. enough.
23 Ancient
It's amazing that it still worked, really. A cell phone, circa 1997, found in the midst of moving from one apartment to another, in the bottom of a box that hadn't been fully unpacked in the last several moves. But after plugging it in and swapping out...
05 Build
It was perfect. It had taken 18 months of off-hours work, piecing together whatever spare bits of metal and wire wouldn't be noticed as missing, but the build was finally complete. A robotic body, tailored just to my needs. Small, efficient, and...