

The Voice Of A Siren Rest ITurn me off. Pull the plug. Flip the switch. But do not kill me. I just want rest. A break from all this stress and suspense. And as you do. Sing to me, a lullaby. So that I may sleep peacefully. As the stars align so will my thoughts. So mixed up, so lost. Sing to me. I beg, please sing with the voice of a siren. Then just turn me off. Kill the switch. Do what you must. Just don't kill me. All I want is rest. Just a short nap. A break from it all. A break from life. Let me dream in infinity. But not indefinitelyThe Voice Of A Siren Rest I


A Terrible Thing To SeeWish it was a lie. Hoped it never happened. Why did it have to be true? Surrounded by demons who wish to feed off my weakness. Shrouded by angels who want to protect me. A true horror, a true tale. I've been exorcised many times. But not one demon has ever truly left. They say God is dead. They say angels don't exist. Then tell me why these demons haunt me. Then tell me why these painting of hell that engrave my mind are here. Why do I see that of angels in a white light fighting against horrifying demons? God is not dead. Devils don't exist. All I knowA Terrible Thing To See


Left OnI left my zone. I left a place I called home. Can you give me a place to stay? Even if it's just for the night. It's cold out here in the world. In the dark, where the blind and the dead walk as one. I'll see you when the sun comes up. But that is just a lie. I'll leave because I do not want to hurt you my friend. Seems I bring trouble when I try to help. So I will keep walking. I will keep going. No aim or direction. Only to make it through the harshness of life. I love myself. But I hate the person that glares at me in the mirror every morning. ILeft On


SoldSold myself today, but not as a slave. Nothing new. No sex, no violence no abuse, no nothing. Just the sound of silent cries. Fear that they heard. Fear that they are watching. They are my shadows, my friends, my family, my fiends and demons. I saw terrible thing in that crazy place. My own little torture chamber. That thing they call a mind. I feel them breathing, and hear there whispers. Left that place. A haunted town where ghosts lie. Dead from me. But they stand here besides my body. Following my doubts. Shards of broken dreams dig into my feeSold
| Hey, evryone! I love to write all kinds of stories as well as a lot of poetry. MUSIC:GRUNGE,ROCK,ALTERNATIVE,METAL,TECHNO,TRANCE, AND GERMAN METAL AS WELL AS SOME J-ROCK. I'M A SONY FAN BIGTIME SO YEAH I'VE GOT A PS3 AND PSP. I ALSO HAVE A Wii. I LOVE MEXICAN, JAPANESE, AND CHINESE FOOD AS WELL AS AMERICAN SEIING HOW I LIVE HERE AN ALL. I'M ORIGINALLY FROM NEW JERSEY, BUT HAVE LIVED IN ORANGE COUNTY CALIFORNIA, I AM CURRENTLY LIVING IN NORTH CAROLINA. I LOVE ANIME/MANGA AND CARTOONS. YEAH I KNOW I'M 18 BUT I WATCH TV FOR STUFF THAT YOU CAN'T DO IN REAL LIFE. SO YEAH. that's about it for me! |

I apologize for my late reply. I haven't been too diligent in answering my messages.
take care...drive safely
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