Where will the moonlit path lead me this time?
Drifting here alone in the dead of night,
Through this black despair, hope shall never shine;
Even when happiness comes into sight.
Amongst mournful creatures my cry will sound,
No living soul shall hear my screams of pain,
My empty body waiting to be found;
Their mocking laughter driving me insane.
Joy and kindness leaking out of my heart,
Pure evil manifested within me,
A dark plaguing forest which rips me apart,
Trapped in this body wishing to break free.
With on last glance I know I shall never wake,
This is the path I've been chosen to take.
The Shell
The shell sank slowly to the bottom of the pool, leaving on the smooth surface of the water a trail of gentle ripples. No one could spoil the serenity and stillness that had swept over the beach.
As the sun quietly slipped behind the twinkling sea, Damian dipped his feet into the water. The coolness that met his skin sent shivers down his back. If only Ida could feel the calm and contentment he was feeling now.
The few people left on the beach were little dots to him as he looked back towards the sandy landscape.
Diverting his gaze, Damian looked down at the smooth rock he was sitting on. It looked so old and
Can you feel the love I have for you now?
Can you feel the love I have for you now?
It is like a shadow in the darkness
As humble as a lone performer's bow
And as soft and gentle as a caress,
To hide it would be a sin in itself
Yet to share it would be insane to me,
Uncertain and frightened of the pure wealth
Such a secret could hold for all to see,
No number of tears can drown the sorrow
I suffer each time I see you with her,
All I can do is hope that tomorrow
You'll find the love I can no longer bear,
So I stand here and plead with one last cry,
Knowing you will never hear my good-bye.
Music poured through the atmosphere, Making the world seem so clear, yet in all it's clearness, life seemed to mix, as if someone was stirring an almighty cauldron, were the lives of individuals rested.
What seemed reality was suddenly similar to dreams...In this dimension of music nothing was solidly real.
I turned in a daze unable to breath, afraid that by expiring I would blow the fragile world away.
I can't begin to describe it; it would be like trying to describe a feeling deep inside of you. All I knew was that I was in the middle of it and that if I wasn't careful I too would become music.
Slowly I tried to move my b
Love is a red rose blossoming in the sunlight,
Its stem reaching high towards the clear blue sky,
Its petals represent loves never-ending fight,
For justice in the hearts of people far and wide,
The glittering dewdrops are the tears love shall bring,
As no one can escape the tears which always come disguised,
Pain comes as thorns, piercing through ones heart,
For there is no love without pain struggling amidst,
But even though pain will always be,
A rose shall still live and still will grow
Just as love will be forever so.
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