There’s nothing funny about the dark and yet I laugh.

They will remove the tongues of women who speak

To weather a storm
You must not think of what it has taken from you
Until it has passed

And the pale rider looked at me and knew that I was Death

Light Blinds

Way I see it Death is a pale rider on a white horse, that’s why in weddings they make you wear white.

Seconds after the kill
And I’m at peace
If I close my eyes
I might just sleep

"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper."

T.S Eliot

Is this someone, someone else. Because i have never been myself

Sometimes drugs help
Pain they help to ease
What happens when your saviour
Becomes your disease