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... Where is the line? When does dark end, and light start? Have you retained your light, or have you been swallowed in the eternal wells of black?
... I have lost. My fight is over, and darkness is now my home... my being... my heart. If I cry, black tears stain my face. When I bleed, black blood taints my skin. My clothes are black, as have my eyes turned. My hair is black, and it covers the pure white of my skin.
... My knife has turned black... not from paint, not from age... from blood. Not my own... but blood from who I have hurt... mentally, physically, and emotionally. Their blood covers me... hides me... it taunts me... and they cannot be silenced. My decisions have tainted my fate and poisoned my being, and I must now suffer.
... I sound like a fool. I speak as if mystical forces have condemned me... but I have condemned myself... it is true my blade has changed. It is stained with blood. I am as I speak of myself, and I suffer as I say...
... So, now I ask you... Which side of the line do you chose... and which side of the line are you
really on?
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Misc. things.
Full of things like Lyrics, poems, pictures, thoughts on subjects, a story or two (maybe) , and if your lucky, I might add some tabs.
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