The True Reason
It is not your eyes that tell it, but the actions and the feeling of this power; the unbreakable and irreversible strength of that such emotion that draws people closer than expected.
Writing.
At the end of the day, all that and more has happened, merely by a few strokes of the writer's pen, that which brings life, emotion, and soul into our existance. ~lwolfeh
Poem #21
Things change so fast, Reality alters at a changing pace, Growing faster and faster, Pain growing beyond the point of control, etching itself in my muscles and bones, It feels like lava flows through my body, Burning everything to ash. I look...
Poem #23
My muscles tremble and spasm, the pain moving to a higher level, at every turn, it gets worse, Powerful, sweet, sharp and unending. Every fiber and strand feels as if ignited, Burning brightly, the heat grows in waves, No end in sight, i feel...
Tears in a Vial
The still moving mechanical arm, With the blood covered razorblade, The remaining tools, The stench of the work bench, Only hint towards the cries of agony and pain, That echoed through the metal halls, Now weakly, An organic heart beating, Not...
Transforming
The tendrils creep further, Piercing my skin, Entering my tissues, I can hiss, Scream, Claw at it, Swear, Once again, The nanite alloy, Has spread further, Once more the hollow feeling, Has transformed me further, Claiming my other...
Euphoria
Time stands still, Almost like being paralyzed, Drowning in that sweet sensation, Letting myself being dragged down further, Into that endless lovingly turmoil, The honey sweet taste, Of your lips
That Tell-Tale Heart, Guilt.
you cradle it in your hands like a lover's beating heart feel its gentle pulse as it tries to dig into your veins you can feel it / a little bit of corruption thriving beneath the surface of skin and flesh and matter you may deserve it / you may...
Waiting...
#4 of emotions stuff ...
"Timeless Wars" Ch.3-4
Luna begins to tear and cry, while i continue watching with no emotion.
045 - The Fool pt.05
Butters breathing got heavier with this recounting however, as it seemed to be stirring the same emotional state as it did the first time, just make this loneliness butters was grappling with feel more pronounced. ell though?
A weird vent thing, probably will delete later
It's always been hard to describe these dips in mood and emotion, it's a freefall into an abyss. crying inexcerably into the night, my pleas of succor from my own filthy emotions not heard, of course, who would hear?