Condor of the City // Chapter 1: Dangerous Decisions
"well," he started, "according to myth, the house is haunted by the past owner's slave. his name is not mentioned, but sources say it's a bird of sorts, and he occasionally haunts around the place by singing."
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 19.
These nightmares would haunt him until the day he died, he knew. but he could use that; use that as a cruel reminder of who he was, what he needed to do. and why, why he woke up in the morning.
I close my mind
I shout my fears but still they haunt me. i close my mind but still i weep.
Fears
These demons haunt my life, i'll always be enslaved.
Im coming for you...
#1 of short stories got bored and was working on a little thing for a haunted i work at. kind of like a lullaby. one, two i'm coming for you... three, four better lock your door.... five, six hide your wife and kids.....
Four Companions
**the loon** an unknown swimmer, bird of the deep summer lake, mournful haunting call. **the hawk** a patient hunter, spread wings soaring high above, deadly piercing call.
Eternal Pit
#12 of poetry as seen in my writer's blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/saturday-one-day-left/ **_eternal pit_** _these words that swirl about my head_ _and haunt my thoughts while in bed_ _bleed my soul within this scrawl_ _and scream
My heart is warm(poem)
Even though my past haunts me like a ghoust i now have so many people who like and supported me so that ghoust dissapered. now i live happy and free from ball and chains and now it feels more like choice rather then my own hell.
My work from last year found it
Autum comes, running, hawk crows sparrows, death aproches winter takes away. holding your hand child nomore, nothing compairs comes to the world, her at your side autum shower. arne death, time, haunts the evning no mater to me whatching every
I WATCHED LONDON FALL TODAY
"so are you going to that haunted house,outside of the town?"paul said to me. i looked at him,"what haunted house are you talking about?"i said to him. "you know,the bobby house?"he smiled at me."
I miss you
A face that haunts my memory, two worlds that must collide. the stars we see in unison, reside to keep repose. until the dawn of clarity whence all our fears dispose.
One Last Dance
She was moving closer and she was still staring at him with those haunting eye. she was quite simply the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. "i have nowhere to stay." then she asked the one question that he was dreading."