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Or Will I..? What will I write about..? Will I write about the dreams we all share.. Every amazing fantasy? Or will I write about the nightmares we all fear.. Every hellish vision..? Will I write about the strong bonds of a long lasting friendship? Or will I write about the continuous lies and broken promises..? Will I write about those unique feelings.. Every warm embrace.. The sheer bliss and ecstasy we shared? Or will I write about the pains of love.. How they slowly wither to their broken end..? Will I write about life.. The fun, love and laughter? Or will I write about death.. The pain, hate and regret..? Thus I end this as softly as it began.. What will I write about..?

Posted by: Lunatikk_AcidLick Tue Dec 07, 2010 @ 08:51am



Which Path..? I look back on the path I have taken, and cannot help but ask myself.. How many of us turn our head to look back on the path we have taken? Why not look forward? Or better yet.. Why not look around to see who is on the same path..? Before I took my first glance at reality, I thought I was alone.. I thought there was not one person out there who knew my pain.. I hated myself, I hated my past, and present.. I didn't believe I had a future. How many of you have asked yourself, "Why do I exist..?" How many of you have felt the need to drive that sweet tip of the knife into your beating heart? How many of you have felt truly alone..? You know the unbearable feeling I know.. That pain in your chest.. Every breath you take feeds it, keeps it alive.. Every step you take gives it all the more power. No matter how many tears fall from your cheeks.. Nothing can break it. Eventually you go numb. You simply don't care anymore, you accept the pain because feeling the pain is better then feeling nothing at all. Sounds familiar, does it not? Know this, we all feel differently. As different as Night and Day. But we can bring one another sheer bliss once we realize we are on the same path.. We meet at sunset. As I end this.. I ask you not to look back.. Look around.

Posted by: Lunatikk_AcidLick Tue Dec 07, 2010 @ 08:49am



Sometimes I Wonder.. I hold the paintbrush, swiftly dragging it from side to side. Dipping and dragging.. Dipping.. And dragging.. Drops of black paint find their way to my eyes, then down my cheeks.. I wonder.. What will it take to bring peace into my life? Must I change? When will the arguing stop? When will the edges of our lips finally curve upwards? When did the spark begin to fade to black..? I wonder.. When was the last time I laughed? When was the last time I cried? When were the tears replaced by black drops of pain..? I wonder.. When did your soft touch become so hard against my skin? Where did the optimism go? When did the ecstasy change into this unbearable irate feeling..? The paintbrush falls to the floor.. The only sounds audible are the soft clatter of the brush against the wooden floor.. And the soft whimpers of a broken soul slowly falling apart..

Posted by: Lunatikk_AcidLick Tue Dec 07, 2010 @ 08:43am

Fear me.

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