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There are voices inside my head always whispering, trying to direct my soul of which way to turn. The lone king sitting on an ebony throne in a twisted chaos that is my mind. Surrounded by his avatars and advisors, who whisper in his ear of how he should act. I have a mind of my own, and yet these voices always plague me. The dark realm of which I rule has no bounds, but my skull that keeps it contained. A vampire of emotions, I feed off of the happiness and despair of others, and coax them to give me more. I hunger for happiness, I thirst for lust, I crave despair, and I long for anger.
But everyday passes, and I cant shrug off this feeling that behind my mask, lies sadness beyond all compare. I have no way of loving, and no one can love me. Don't ask for the impossible, fate won't let it be. But you can try.
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[.::A New Year::.]
Surrender yourself over to complete temptation... is it so bad to fall so deep into your own personal Heaven and Hell?
According to the Eight Point Calander, this is the Year of Perpetual Light. Enjoy.
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