Like always, the life beneath me crawls
Like always, the moon refuse to call...
"Lady of the Night"
October, 2006...
No one else knows what he has. done.
no one else cares what he's begun...
Bitter sweet,
like the cowering scent of decay...
Shrinking
Deep nothingness...
The sky is dark, the sun is set
No more light, dark as death...
Craving for what you cannot see,
Wanting to know what he's done to me...
This is my first time attempting to write a horror...
Cold as winter, strong as stone;
She faced the darkness all alone...
I was woke in middle of the night
to thump and a pound on the roof...
It is pitch black
yes too dark...
We will not be the sun to end the night
To show you naked truth in waking dreams...