theif-of-souls

What worse than being ripped apart by a black hole? Being duct-taped back together on the other side---and surviving. I was half afraid I'd fall apart any minute. It was bad enough that I put myself back together inside-out, which, by the way, was moderatley disturbing. Alright, then, enough with the bad puns, I was alive and happy to be it. But let me tell you, floating around in a white-outer space with white/black holes? That was disconcerting. Weirder? I found that my inside-out lungs could breathe, my inside-out eyes could see and my inside-out heart still beated. Clear Duct-Tape was the next sliced bread. It was a little mortifying whe

The feeling was growing, making her stomach hurt and her head ache. Her back swum with pain as muscles she didn't think she had, or didn't remember that she did, began to move about. It felt like a chick stretching from it's egg. But birth didn't hurt, did it? "We'll be late, if we don't hurry!" She urged her father, tugging on the pocket of his jeans, the highest thing she could reach with her six-year old hands. Her father nudged her away gently, shooing her towards the doorway out of the bedroom. They had to hurry, they had to! She didn't want to miss the sky falling...    "Why did you mother decide now, of all times, to die? Again?" He

Osiris midnight, gleaming with stars bright Casts light above us, chasing away the fright My lifeless child, entwined motionless in my arms Bleeding down the night, sending panic alarms I'm holding you tighter, as your heartbeat slows Will you make it through? Only God knows... My dying child, lying passive in my arms. Your screams are sounding like siren songs. Daylight is coming, and I am losing you... Your cold and lifeless form is turning blue My dead child, can you hear me weep? I hold you in my arms, I lull you to sleep. A tear slides down your face, as you take one last breath My little child, are you afraid of death? My

Wretched snake Despair, crawls about your rotting skin Coiled round thy own veins, cut deep from your traversed sins Crawl, thy horrid beast, to your lair of cold and stone Much like thyne heart, my ferverent heathen drone Fall to your knees, perish under which you damned Repent, my love, for your tongue of spite & controband And die here for me, for all the tradegy you wrought My monster, suffer under my hands the destruction you saught

Blissful dear dying, at once dead Blood is lost, bewildered in the head Fangs as sharp as the tribulation he brings Vampire dream with the patchwork wings Dying fraulein covered in aphotic lucid red Gave birth to monstrosity for her lover instead Dracule heart wracked with pain by holy disguise Dining on flesh, her romance will bring demise He snatched up her life to begin his anew He cradles her and whispers "Why do yu love me as yu do?"