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.
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 […]
Had I known the truth I never would have said yes. I had not yet been exposed to you, And your treachery and deception. I was naïve and I was young. I was merely myself. Had I known I didn’t stand a chance Against your charms, I never would have agreed to take you on. […]
Please don’t tell me you love me If it is not the truth. I rather be disappointed Than suffer when I find the truth. Because no matter how much you wish it won’t, The truth always comes to light. So I beg you not to hurt me Because telling me you love me When we […]
There is no hiding The truth from myself, Because while a mirror can lie, I know deep down That even the most practiced smile Will never reach my eyes.
I live with Death perched on my shoulder and the devil at my back. One would think that was terrible, but I honestly don’t mind. They are reminders of my humanity and of who I am inside, They make sure I never forget myself. Death reminds me not to believe myself to be better than […]