Ethyl-methyl

Dawn is almost here. The Incandescing lights fill the sky, slowly. Gusts of life, have flown through the air, bringing warmth into the living everywhere. Few are awake to see this beauty, which doesn’t last for long. But those who are, have seen the birth, of more than many years. The night is dark, and home to pain, but morning shines its light. These two moments, stuck in time Will never meet one and other. Dawn is almost here, yes. But dusk is soon upon us all. - E

and this beacon will keep me hopeful till the end. - E

Like faded memories. Like soft gusts in the wind. - E

The sun’s gleaming rays die down, as the liquor bottle hits my chapped lips. It’s the strong Emotion. The thirst for Adrenaline. Shame is long gone from here. Tipsy movements following the walls around. Finding my way is more difficult than ever. The sweet insensitivity has found its place. Deep, so far within my soul. Sorrow. Sorrow is all I need now. My livelihood lost forever. My kin, once here. Soon forgotten. I want to feel. Feel everything you feel. Every move I make. No matter what, that bottle stays the same distance from my mind. I cannot resist these feelings for much longer. drowning myself in liquor and pain. The emotion will only grow stronger, the longer I hold on. Hold on longer to you.   - E

From personal experience, sometimes I feel like breaking someone’s heart is worse than having your own heart broken. You are the one that has to live with it for the rest of your life. You are the one that keeps that decision in the back of your head. Forever.  That gut feeling that takes over.  consumes you.  Because deep down you know it was your fault all along.  No one's, but your own.  Heart-break.

Have you ever felt it under your skin? Its lurks and hides so deep within. It moves silent throughout your core, and begs your heart to give it more. It pumps, and pumps that little stronger, making sure to keep you alive much longer. The Evil spreads into every last inch, hoping for that one last crucial flinch. Everything around you, starts to turn. creating that disheartening, rotting burn. Your mind begins to spin about, until the point of that one big blackout. Nothing is able to beat depression, especially if its that Dark Obsession. - E

Can man be brave if afraid be their mind? I guess we won’t know until stars are aligned. - E

The creature creeps and catches breath for its time to realise that this is Death. - E

I wanted to be remembered.

The boat, it sways from side to side moving faster and faster away from the tide. The songs that had brought these men far from shore, have changed into hymns of Sirens galore. Slowly but surely, the boat starts to sink. and the men, become tired as they lie on the brink. Bodies lie still in the warmth of the lake. Perhaps this was just a huge dark mistake. These men, might not realise that they have had their last yawn, As these are the faces of Aphrodite’s Spawn. - E

The night becomes day, as the fire still scorches. Looks like Death hasn’t had its final last torture. - E

Under the ice, where darkness lies and into the deep where true love dies. Nothing exists in the furthest Abyss, at least nothing that will try and give you it's bliss. The darkness will consume all that it takes, and bring out your craziest evil. Worst mistakes. The water gets colder, the deeper you reach, but nothing will change no matter how loud you screech. You start to lose feeling in all but your eyes, so you watch as you sink past the deadliest demise. The current grows stronger, and stronger some more, until you hit the bottom, the seas filthy floor. When at last you are brought in with the night’s final tide.  Without even knowing, you have finally died. - E

Swift movements are heard throughout the house, but what is it? Something evil. there is no doubt.  Can you feel the cold chills on your face?  perhaps its just Death leaving its final trace. Chills grow stronger, stronger with time icy breaths start to slowly unwind. But you don’t realise what  is happening around, for nothing is visible, and nothing is found. The light. It flickers. From brightness at night, but evil lurks around, making sure to stay out of sight. The movements they grow, but still keep in the dark. It’s time for this evil to leave its final mark. The darkness sets in, and the air becomes thin.  But nothing is left, but your mortal like sin. - E