I want to crawl into the skins of others; To skitter up their walls And hide behind their mirrors. I want to be able to become invisible, To walk by undetected And simply observe.
I live in a house made up of smoke; it was built by shadows and cemented by ghosts. my whole life i have lived in this crypt and yet not once complained of the company of the deceased. i have found that one can get used to living amongst the dead and dining with ghouls.
This is the Valley of Dying Stars, Of broken dreams and cut strings. In here I no longer dangle From the uncertainty of my master’s whims. Instead I fall, fall, fall After finally pulling free. The wait to reach the ground Has got to be the worst, Since on my way down, I see nothing […]
I need to tell someone, I need to open my mouth And tell you, A stranger, What goes through my mind. I am just as they are; I am no worse and no better than them. We were born the same way And shall die the same. Yet it is the in-between where the problem […]
It is a place of shadows, It is a place of Death. Follow the path leading down to it And you are certain to never return. Creatures lurk around every corner, Monsters from unimaginable nightmares, From terrifying dreams. They wait to pounce on the unsuspecting, They wait to hound the weak. Do your best not […]
I was born into an army And have always known my place; Ready to die with my comrades, Ready to die for my faith. Our numbers are endless Yet we never seem to be enough. We run together, We run with the wolves. Some say we know not our place, Others look on forlorn. We […]
The wishes of the stars Have yet to fall. They hang off a thread Off their sharpest points. The shiniest stars Know not they’re there, So it is once again up to me To climb the heavens And reach the stars. To catch their wishes And fulfill them. Because they listen to our wishes It […]