You say you love me
Can you say it to my face?
You say Im special
Does that mean Im out of place?
You say you want to hold me close,
Then never let me go
But why you never do these things, I honestly dont know
Akatsuki - The Dawn, Part 1 by Misirou, literature
Literature
Akatsuki - The Dawn, Part 1
It felt like he'd just been born a whole new person. The cool morning breeze stroked his face, as if wanting to lull him back to sleep, as he quickly and steadily ascended the road to his school. The birds around him chirped and chattered to each other, although Felix couldn't see them in the darkness of the early morning.
Felix inhaled deeply, letting every smell tingle his nose, as they became engraved in his memory. There - the moist smell of the previous night's rain shower. And a tiny hint of a fire somewhere. He could even smell the soil, rich with water.
Felix had no patience at all, and started in
If you had asked him what the meaning of life was a few weeks ago, he would have shrugged and thought no further about the question. You'd have see him light a cigarette and flick some dust off his nearly fluorescent white trench coat. He'd have deeply inhaled the nicotine, and said It's a bother to think about that.
If you had asked him now, he would have stopped and looked at you with a sorrowful expression on his handsome face. You'd see him running his hand through his hair, and sighing. And he wouldn't pull out a cigarette, because something in him has changed. Eventually, he'd answer.
Sometimes... it's not what
It happened so quick,
It changed me so much.
All that i feel , all that i know...
My soul Cold as snow.
My friend, we did everything together,
She and I, inseparable...
The she died,
A painful death, somehow drained of liquids.
It puzzled all, but I know the truth,
I knew the murder, the wicked killer.
Unable to turn him in, I shiver...
It was, me...
I don't know why i did it, we loved each other so,
The my mouth ached, I began to shake...
dizzy and confused, i sank my teeth into her,
And I began to absorb her soul.
I can still hear her, Carly, scream and cry.
Trapped in darkness, trapped in my soul.
I miss her, she hates me
Vampire Syndrome
September 20, 2004
What dark and hidden secret lies beneath
My flesh, where darkness and achievement must
Prevail against my vicious canine teeth;
And above all else, my immortal lust
Will be brought forth to accompany such
Internal bliss with just one single touch.
Oh dear, my God, my life depends on you!
How much more of this Hell must I go through,
To be free? But alas, I am anew;
I am much more than just a fact untrue,
And yet, you see it so, with just a glow
Of my life left nearly decades ago.
Dost this vampire have no end to show?
Will he never die and finish his life?
Is he destined to be damned or best
Jammie -Eleven- Help by Stevie-the-weirdness, literature
Literature
Jammie -Eleven- Help
"Sarah?" I poked her in the side. "Wake up!"
We were in the den next to the couch, attempting to wake Sarah up. It wasn't working to well.
She mumbled sleepily and went back to her near-death state. Jammie quietly laughed and said, "I take it she's like this often?"
"Every morning," I sighed.
"Let me try!" he exclaimed.
I shrugged and watched as he stared thoughtfully at her for a moment, then jumped on top of her, laughing insanely. "WAKE UP!!!!!"
Her eyes flew open. "GET OFF ME!" she yelled.
I nearly fell over laughing and watched as Jammie quickly leapt off her and ran with Sarah closely behind him. "Sam!" he yelled. "Help me!"
-New Moon-
Whether by accident or choice,
We let each other in,
I would give up all eternity,
Just to hold you in my arms again.
Whoever said forever could be so long,
I sit here and miss you,
Trying to remember your voice,
That is now just a faded song,
Like a broken record your lyrics are long gone.
I acted the fool,
When i thought you were long gone,
I sit here doused in worry,
And fear for what you might do.
With your thoughts being tangled,
I realize theres only one thing i can do,
My ears hear the sound of your faded voice,
Its a illusion i know,
Your gone by now.
As i feel your arms lock around me,
"I love you" I pl
I can't help but pray
Oh, he'll be back someday
And he knows
He's made life so slow
This bright forest light
Reminds me things aren't right
This little boy has soared
And he a'int home no more
That little boy has flown
Oh, he won't be home.
"Hey goth girl
What's your damage?
Why are you such a freak?"
Goth girl has no name to them
She is simply an image
A stereotype
Someone to laugh at
Doesn't goth girl have feelings?
Can't she be hurt like everyone else?
People would know if they weren't so scared
Goth girl scares people with how she looks
Makes them feel uneasy
Goth girl is different from them
She doesn't judge them
She doesn't laugh at them
(Too much)
Because goth girl is better than that
Better than them
People would know if they talked to her.