The world of sadness consuming my body, entring the relam of my soul, gards of my soul is tired, out of wepones, thier been in many battels, a blood bath became me.
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
Love is a fiction, its not the same ending for every love story, its what goes between the ending and start that fascinates me, how writers twist and turn to get to the same ending.
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
*I need sunshine,
I need angels,
I need Something good,
I need blue skies,*
Something good that I need.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 11:20 PM UTC
My finger tips is as cold as the heat of hell,
Inhaling and Exhaling chemicals that is running through my veins into my brain, i call it anchor, heavy as it is.
a secret i share… "i write when i'm choking.." Shhh.. , the word of silence and a verb of order to keep the darkest secrets.
welcome to wonderland.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
Contradiction that is my soul name,
strong but weak,
good but bad,
can be controlled but out of control,
happy but depressed,
LOST but LOST.
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 3:31 AM UTC
Condotti, Setting in a street named after someone mysterious in this century, or what more no one cares, filled with history, cared by the worst and the best hidden stories, those streets are filled with voices of the past mixed with noises of the future, siting here in the steps of Condotti staring at the people that about to become from the past, at the people that will be the study of the most mysterious and un-logic humanity, even me i'll be one of those lost voices that been lost in the streets of Condotti.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 8:10 PM UTC
A ribbon of darkness covers the heart of a prudent man.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC