Posts Tagged "undead"
Facing What Lurks Below Your Feet
It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves remote in pale blue starlight Crash on a white sand shore. It is moonlight. The garden is silent. I stand in my room alone. Across my wall, from the far-off moon, A rain of fire is thrown. There are houses hanging above the stars, And stars hung under the sea, And a wind from the long blue vault of time Waves my curtains for me. I wait in the dark once more, swung between space and space: Before the mirror I lift my hands And face my remembered face. Originally posted 2011-08-06 18:16:18. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreThe Insane Hunger Within
Yet mad I am not…and very surely do I not dream Originally posted 2011-07-28 15:17:16. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreThe Insatiable Hunger Of Maddening Desire
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts Originally posted 2011-07-23 21:23:38. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreUnbeing Dead Isn’t Being Alive
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream Originally posted 2011-07-19 21:07:25. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MorePictures Of Horror [VIDEO]
Originally posted 2011-09-10 19:35:05. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreThey Walk Alone In The Darkness
The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me- Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. Originally posted 2011-07-22 10:44:50. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
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