| ...About me |
| A thousand words to pain a picture of me, and some oen you already have a image in your mind of what I am. Who I am, What I look like. I Guess I can tell you How I look and give you a Picture to make your Illusions come to life. And Know what the real Demon behind this Journal is. But, That will come in time. I still fear the citisim of some people. I like to pretend words can't hurt me, that I am above pain and above loss...I am not. I Do feel. I would Like to Start with....a Very Personal Message... |
| In the lat while, I have lost what made me special...I guess you could call it that. The few people I believed in i have hurt the most. Those who have supported me and looked out for me. Who loved my work before I was published and before I started this webpage. Those people who have been there for me, I tossed asside and Hurt. I would like to Fistly Leave a Message to a Small 2 Year old Girl. Her name is Jordan, She is Lady_Viscano's (Didi) Daughter. She was Proably the Youngest person to ever heard what I wrote. And I would liek to say a Great...Uplift in my mind that someone so young actually enjoyed my Writting. Her and her mother have been every supportive to me, and have...Well Looked out for me. I used that against them, and said some Foul things....In the Heat of Anger I didn't mean. Its Time, that Paints a Person Protraite...and its in the Time you alone you know who your friends are. Who those who still Love you are. Jordan and Didi Love me, And Ina Friend Sense I would have to Say I care about them. I Would like to Say Sorry to Both of them for the way I have acted in the Last while...That...For Once Maybe I can See clearly...and That the Line between Life and the NEt is Frayed. I think they have a Frayed Path to me, And I no longer Fear it. I am Sorry to Both of you. |
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| Blessed by love, Cursed with not knowing... Fallen in so deep That, You are the only thing I know. Cursed with angert. Fummbling on my words, Mind filled with you. Heart, Aching with yours... Bound to each other Bound to wor words, Traced in Sand, IS words... The tide sweeps them away, Yet always etched in your mind. Is love so grant, That when it falls, It will take all with it? |
| Timeless On the shores of the tides of time, Ina nd out the tide does roll, Forever, Endless...Timess. With Each ripple is a wake that sets anew. In the whispers of the wind, The callings of tender love do fall. In the shadows lie hope. |
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| Spend My days in Clouded Dreams, In moments I thought I was real...But Saddly a New Visage on an Old Reflection. Would I blaem the World or those around me for my Faults....I can't I choose the way I live, the Way I feel, and I have never Seeked the Answers. ONly a Ghastly Form that passed long ago, and But a Shell....Striving to find a Soul that has Abandoned me. Wasted countless hours in being Carnage...Never considered the Real me could be Loved, or Accepted. Very few people have seem me with all the False Impression Stripped away. Mostly forFear that I will never live up to the image I created. One of my Best Friends here and IRl James ( (DoC)SubDragon ) Told me Women are Evil, and You choose the way things Effect you...If I know that and Follow that I will never be Hurt, I will never need to Hurt myself. I am still Curious when being null to all Emotions will kill the few that you Rely on, the ones that others Rely on. Still more Curious yet, If I am Dead... Strang how those you over look, and consider no more than dirt...Actually turn out to be the Best frineds you will ever have... |
| As much as I would hate to admit it, Some of the People that are Closest to me now, I never Liked till long past Days, and years. People I fought with, I now Hug and think ofi as Family....Its Weird...How you Reflect that time that has passed, and how Everyone But you has Changed....and you are still standing still, and alone. |
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| I Wish for just want day I co8uld look back on my Dreams, and See the Mirage that Comsumed me So Entiry and Saved my Soul... |