They say is always darkest before dawn, but rarely does the night shade linger with the suns grace rising above the mountain peaks. Another morning another misfortune for I stand here watching the sun rise alone and cold. The suns rays slowly reaching and taking hold against my skin, but this doesnt matter, the flesh still has a remainder of chill to it. Turning away from the glimmer of hues that now take the day, but instead turn to the ground. Eyes shift about as if looking for something, but there is nothing in sight to take hold besides the green that lays about at my feet. How I wish for something in this life, someone to take me by the hand and give me the knowledge to know everything will be fine as long their by my side, but all of those thoughts seem to drift away like a boat on the sea. This numbness that has taking me shifted me away from the world I once new. I've become deranged and confused about my own image. Have I become someone without a heart? Someone who image that has shift from that of a man into that of a monster? Placing my hand about to take in its sight. Normal. Nothing about them seem out of the ordinary. Eyes shifting now back to the rising sun to be blinded by its rays. How I wish the flames of this ball would just consume me. Leaving me to nothing more then a pile of ash to be swept away by the wind. I can feel a chill run down my spine at the thought of it all. Is death the right way to end all these troubles? Or could there be a way out of this mess? Inhaling just to exhale a small mist would just to prove that there is still a chill umong my body. How can someone so numb learn to feel? How can someone so monstrous ever be purged of its sins, let alone its looks. How can... I stop myself before I let my mind be plagued any further. A name is then call from far out in these woods I stand in. Only I thought myself alone, but I guess I was wrong. The sound of the voice becomes more clear and as it does a rustling in brush about a few feet from me. A male that rises from the brush, he seems so normal, and by normal not anything like me. His eyes lock on mine and I can already senese his fear. I dont blame him, for its not every day you come across a monster. He watches me very closely before he draws his blade. Does he really wish to slay me? Or does he only wish to protect himself from an attack that I've been plotting in the back of my mind. This familiar male points the tip of his blade in m direction and slowly begins to speak. "I've been looking for you. You who has killed thousands with a mere glare of those eyes. You who has deceived so many only to leave them in a pool of their own crimison. I today shall cast you out of this world." He gains his footing. I attempt to speak, but instead of words its almost a growl or a small roar that slips threw my lips.I know this are my last moments for I am unarmed and not only this, but to his credit I have killed many leaving their corpses to rot within the ****** moon. As I start forward I feel a quick pain and then my legs slip out from under me. I fall to my knees. /he has already struck and in my last moments I place my hand over this wound. Blood in which is to be a warm ooze slips threw my vains as lifeless as I shall soon become. No warmth not even in death as my body plummits to the floor. The male walks over, his eyes fixed on me as he pushes my body to the side with boot making sure that I lay there lifeless and never to rise again. Now his face is clear to me as I take my last breat. His face is my own, but not that shadowed in depths of hate and agony. As I take my last breath I can feel nothing and then everything goes black. Knowing now this beast has be slain I looks into the morning sky feeling its warmth.

burgundy braids braced
the back of her brass bed.
Raving ruby ringlets
ravaged royalty on her head.

autumn's aquired art
ablazed ambers of auburn.
crimison curls caressed
as carmine chromes churn.

vivifying vistas vibrate
vibrance with verbalized twirls.
Remembering rumbles of rage
rouged in her rancid curls.

Her love is so intoxicating she paralyzes with her venom. The toxins are kicking in. She medicates my brain leaving the emotions painless. Agin and again i feel like half awake or in acoma where im not alone. She is my angel my god my vissions i see in my head and my dreams. She spins a web where we lay where she lays me down to rest.  Alone i stand in this life a wisper and a scream. This can be real im going to go insain blowing my mind away. What is left only dilusions of the girl i love. The pain come crashing in with the knife you stabed me twisting till the blood stains your blade. I stand in the rain gettting wet. The tears start to bleed crimison red like when you put crimson red lipstick you kiss me all over with. These games the dreams the vissions you left me with give me the strenght to keep walking threw hell i am traped threw. 3 am you are sitting on the couch you drinking red wine or have you finally trapped your next victim and ****** all his blood out of his vains to show you are my true love. Your love is so strong my night mars never seem to exist when you have me tighlt in your arms. Everyday i see buring firery hell i see people suffer for all there sins they have left scares all over. I will walk threw the vall of death just to be with my wife with her intoxicating aroma she suduces me with. Temtation will only bring me missery. My prince i love you i will catch all the threats in my web making sure your safe. No harm will come when you follow me threw the heavens and hells. She has bit me showing me a life with painless begainaings and endings. My life has been nothing but full of darkness pain and endless battles. My wife is like a black widdow her venom sinks in to my vains like needles setting all my pain go away she sets my fear and endless terros away. She promised me i will not die one breath at a time. She picked me up off the floor when i was to weak to keep going. Everyday my dreams change all i see is her right in front of me her venom gave be the visions of a millions dreams. The thunder storme breakes my silence when the fear is to much to bear. I drift in to my own grave awake or asleep. Feeling like im floating motionless in the ocean where the wakes ******* me down to a wattery grave. Before i get taken she grabes my wrist and pulles me to safty where i will not be dead. I feel like the rain sends my soul away dancing in the rain. Playing with fire is what i like to do she is my little widle fire i love to play with. Her long blond hair leaves me speechless. Everything seems to go crazy into my endless fight i face every day. Every battle i face she always stand by my side and fights all of the darkeast demons that torment me every night and day. Leaving my mind a damgerious thing to play with. My night mar becomes real when i start seeing the demons who have been chasing me threw this endless hell i shall rise to the heavens. I will cast my own shadow to play a psychotic game i like to do when your heart burst with all your emotions at once till your hollow inside.  In the middle of the night i sit up with fear and tears screaming my wifes name even tho she is right next to me. Its 4am nights i see with no sleep upp all night thinking all my thoughts. What is real what is true what is fake. Its time to embrace all the pain you feel and anger you go into. My soul is yours to take her fangs i feel it under my skin feeling like im being burned alive. Her love is all i need to to stay alive her love is what makes my life painless. But she suduces me then gives me her venom leaving me paralyzed into her love and powers of love lust and suductions its our own 50shades of grey with our love we have every day night .

With out her i will slowly drift into madness i will slowly go insain losing everything i hade slowly dying one breath at a time.