I don't know who you are, but I'll give you credit, you look just like her -- my sister. But she's not here, it's just you; and you, you are a monster. Rage, hatred, disgust -- she didn't dabble with the dark side. You are darkness; and she... was light. She is gone, and we're … Continue reading
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Part II
March 28 2017, I’m not quite sure what I’m on to but I do think that I’m on to something. I’m also not sure who to talk to about this because it appears most of my friends I try to talk to think I’m absolutely nuts, so I made this blog to talk about my … Continue reading Part II
Sleep Demon
Through the darkness and while you sleep, from the shadows a beast does creep. He sinks his nails into your skin, And whispers ways in which to sin. Fixed in sleep your dreams are tainted. Through his touch dark thoughts are painted. Seizing the psyche of those pure of heart, he twists the mind into … Continue reading Sleep Demon
Words II
Here's this week's list of new (or new again) and interesting words I came across: Languish. Insidious. Disingenuous. Flagellation. Acquiesce. Proprietary. Vitiate. Entropy. Enjoy!
Part I
Mark Hammond loved his wife — everyone knew this. That’s why he had special plans for Laura that day, an evening of pampering and relaxation. He was nervous that it wouldn’t be perfect enough for Laura but all she was really looking forward to was not having to make dinner that night. When Mark came … Continue reading Part I
A Frightful Foe
Your darkness engulfs me in an ice cold embrace. En masse you consume my light and joy is gone without a trace. Such a formidable foe with how ghastly you supervene. Lest not forget your greatest power to make the seen feel unseen. Even when I win our wars I'm left with one concern. The … Continue reading A Frightful Foe
The Red Door
"Through the red door you'll learn your fate. Do you really want to know your death date? Ignorance is bliss, but curiosity is stronger. Is it really worth knowing when you'll live no longer? If you're ready to know how your life will unfold... open me up, and cross my threshold." (I was dog sitting … Continue reading The Red Door
