Morigru

Her finger glided gently across my chest, carefully examining every curve. The knife in her hand, the blade cold and sharp, showed the reflection of crimson blood as the blade sank into my flesh. Her tongue turning red as she sucked the blood from my breast. She pushed her rust flavored mouth to mine, she drove her tongue deep into the back of my throat. I grabbed my breast as smeared the blood across, I wanted to feel my bloody body on top of hers, rubbing together, allowing our blood to become one, but not yet. She caressed my stomach with the knife, looking for next place to open and let the blood flow. She held my hands back with one of h

Deep darkness gleaming from his eyes, piercing detecting any lies. Hard as he tries, he can not break these ties. "Cut the stings and dance for me, soon it will be you I will see." "Can this really be? Is this his only key?" "Dance little puppet for you are still bound, your cries won't even make a sound." His heart starts to pound, his body hit's the ground. "Fall into the darkness and see what's inside, come in and see what I hide. Hard as you tried, you did not know I lied." His body laid to rest, he could not pass the test. "Face his body to the west, this tie will do it's best." The gleaming no longer in his eye, a shell of a m

I may not be as cool as you, and I may not need you, but I will smile and say hello. Only when I disgust you will I truly hate you.   I have banged my head at many shows, I have sank to many lows, I am who I am and that I let go.   People burned, lessons learned. I approach you now as a…   ...solitary person breathing in the obscurity of a passion, attempting a self journey. Venturing beyond the realms of factuality, to obtain a sense of equanimity. Leaving the past of contrite memories along the way. Attempting to attain amnesty from ones' self to allow the opportunity to augment the spectrum of self-awareness. No longer yearning