Bad Voices. Some people suffer horribly with the thoughts in their heads. Dark thoughts or actual voices doesn’t really matter to the ones who can’t control their own minds and live in the darkness. It seems to me that most if not all people who suffer thus tend to at one point or another wish […]
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Star Songs Leave a comment
When I started on this painting I was going with a daydream. It was of being a wolf. I was running through the hills and listening to the howls of my love. She was running too. Both of us ran through forests and valleys, up hills and over streams with the moonlight shining on everything. […]
Enveloped in you Leave a comment
Holding tight, your body against mine; threshold of consummation. Hearts beat, they are in time; utterly merged. Losing sight, the world vanishes; coalesced in passion. Your whisper, so soft in my ear; beseeching consummation. Now enveloped, succumbing to your wonder; nothing exists but you. In climax, with you the world; I wish to cease futurity. […]
un-doing-time ~ Leave a comment
In a dream I walk, A sweet smile not forgot. Sure that she once wore it. A love so lost, Paid the highest of costs. How I wish to rearrange it. Every word we speak, To make the others heart bleak- will bind us now and forever. The arrow is loosed, The shooters neck, in […]
desolate ~ Leave a comment
desolate ~ See the visions of my future, prying eyes open wide. Know the end is something dreadful. something made to make you cry. You’re dejected, you’re defenseless. Full of fear, so inconsolable; when it comes to me. Fight the serpents of my spirit, try in vain to heal my soul. Suck the venom from my […]
whore ~ Leave a comment
whore ~ Why, My world torn apart Cyprian, trollop, laughing, mocking me I see red bloody sky in my eyes, wondering why I must be tortured. Her grin, makes me hate everything the slime she has become my beloved now profane oh, demimondaine. © Copyright 2004 – 2012 Aarron Laidig Melancholia in the realm […]
Away I Sail ~ Leave a comment
Away I Sail ~ Lost again, broken and full of self-pity. Falling again, dizzy and confused. So incomplete, interrupted and crushed once more. Away I sail, chartless waters seeking truths unfamiliar. trespasser to purity, dashed against the rocks. Damaged again, bruised and full of doubts. Bewildered again, utterly confounded. betrayed once more, It’s so unfair. […]
