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cleric

she remembers her first memories the warm hearth of a fire with kind eyes glowing down at her in the fire light the eyes of her mother the low rumbling hum of a man a distance away the hum of her father it was love, her first memory the next memory was fire but itContinue reading “cleric”

the sun will shine on us again

you have lost everything your father, gone in a haze your mother, gone too early your brother, gone from his own mistakes your closest friend, gone because he gave too much there is on emptiness in your eyes there is nothing left for you to lose but do not lose your hope and faith forContinue reading “the sun will shine on us again”

“you deserve it.”

“i am always here, you know,” she whispers “and you want to be me.” she appears like a hallucination “but you think i am sick,” she laughs and i feel ink drip onto my skin, staining me, branding me, burning me “but really, you are sick if you want to be me, a monster.” theContinue reading ““you deserve it.””

different

i remember the look on their face as my eyes turned black i was special, they said oh, i was, but the special was because they feared feared me feared what i would become i was special because i was different than their blues, browns, and greens different, a cursed yet glorious thing

i, the monster

pain broke me misery consumed me and fury festered within me then, darkness became me

you are a knight of darkness, but you can be come a knight of light

darkness called you and you answered betrayed by all you turned to a place where you thought you would be accepted but in the end they only used you and abused you others made you like this but do not always blame others for what became of you you had a part in the monsterContinue reading “you are a knight of darkness, but you can be come a knight of light”

death

boy, i am the silence of the fallen i am the judge of all creatures living and dead i am the darkness to balance the light i am the end of it all

heroes, fiends, and saints

i want to live like they do inside the stories of mine raw and full of power outraged and demanding righteous and kind

sex

i could probably wax on with erotic poetry of tangled limbs biting kisses flushed faces and energy thrumming through our veins but sex is beyond just feeling it is emotions, powerful and unrestrained it reminds me that i trust you wholeheartedly to see all the parts of me and all the emotions of me asContinue reading “sex”

silver

“when you kissed me your eyes went silver.” you said it with such adoration as i kissed you and i never had heard such a thing i was in the heat of the moment but i realized a lot of things in that moment when you said that those words