Weblog » Tags » death (all)
-
Skylight
With every beat the world shifted. My eye sockets filled with crimson blood, nutrients to keep my vision alive. New life pumped into my eyes, transforming colors and changing wavelengths. I was awake and bright, my… -
Murmur
You breathed it out so softly, "smoke" was the word, and your breath came slowly. Your lungs burned brightly, painfully, beautiful. Your arms were ridden with heart attack, arteries cracked and faded. Mottled violet vein… -
Of Grey...
Out smoking a cigarette, everyone's out on the field. Your dreams are yielding something strange. How can you say you don't remember? You can stare into the smoke as long as you want, I swear, it won't tell you a thing. … -
Your(e) Beginning
"I'm so glad my last moments were in your arms," because as I was dying I said to him, "I know now that I would have loved to fall for you; instead, I'm falling asleep forever, but I know that you have time. You've alwa… -
Chronic
A story of hospitals, hidden behind a shroud of brittle hair. I sit, convulsing softly to myself. If only, if only. I'm the only place you said you'd never go. Sometimes you have to get out of situations like these. Don… -
Sleeper
A car crash in stereo, you look beautiful with a camera. The mystery of the cities of night, the silence of a dark tower. You and I quiet as can be, link arms and march through the night. My head high, inquisitive, yours… -
Red
The show's over. Credits roll. I'm frozen, mouth agape, but the story never ends. I can see your lips forming words, but no sound pours from them. Are you shouting? In my reverie is Silence. Silence without the hope of r… -
bitterforsweet
My house smells like cigarettes, bitter, sharp, sweet, and pungent. I hate it. It smells like lies, like all the times I had to be an adult when I should have been a child. When my mother couldn't be a mother, when my fa… -
Age
The nostalgia weighs heavy on my chest as I wash these branches from my wrists. I am a slave to a circle. I write my name in the smoke, twirling the hot, musky ribbons around my fingers, all of the things I've seen hidde… -
Placid
PLEASE COMMENT! Her lips pulled back over her sharp canines into a sinister grin. A young man stood in the alleyway below her. Soon, when the time was just right, she would leap down to the ground below and tear in…
WeIrD_sIsTerz
-
- Name: Renee
- Country: United States
- State: Illinois
- Metro: Peoria
- Birthday: 5/8/1992
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 12/22/2005
Connect
Recent Weblogs
-
You say this.
You say Metallica; I say Taking Back Sunday. I wan... -
Skylight
With every beat the world... -
It's just a matter of time...
Aaaaaah! Blaqk Audio. The mere sound brings me to ...

