TheGarbear98

The sheer stains of madness overwhelmed me. It was thick as blood in a chlorine filled pool, taking away what protected me and suddenly drove itself deeper as it spread. Spreading like wildfire, it seemed like it wanted to put my fire out with gasoline. It feels like, forever since I felt the burning. The flames of hell purging inside my mind like a knife that goes as deep as it can in the human flesh. The digging of my own damned nails in my head to scratch and tear away the pain that unleashes the blood that dares lie in my body, won't fend off and purify the insanity that eternally stay. My own strong embrace that seems to never leave

It's strange. It feels like, forever like the sun's age since we known each other this long now, and how much I mean to him more then anything in the whole world. It's a miracle to him, as if I was an angel to visit him, to give him forgiveness. The day he laid eyes on me that very Christmas Eve, the cold was more harsh then the devil's heart. If I didn't walk past that dark, hideous alley that day, he would have been left behind in Heaven's line to vanish from the world, and probably not be known to the world as he never was. Well, he was actually. Twice. He was the King of Sorrow. A good friend I know saved him and gave him the beauty of

I continued on to this dark hallway. The piano played beautifully through the air. I remember a few people played music by the alley I lived in, playing guitar and even a portable piano which I enjoyed the most. I never asked for lessons because I didn't have any money, and even if the lessons for free, I felt the need to give them something. Anything really, but I would only want was to be in a home with someone. As I saw two double velvet doors, I opened one and saw a large stage, with seats everywhere around me and I saw the player of the music. It was a very attractive young woman, playing peacefully to herself. Her hair was white as col

Sublime, charming young girl. How you seem so fragile, truth be told. Your helpless but strong in the heart that is golden as your love is worth. Diamonds and the stars above cannot give what you deserve and what I would give. What you always owned however is something you forever inspire and prosper to everyone and I. Your flowing, delicate hair that sings with the wind. Your hungry but careful eyes that gaze for someone to hold you tight. The smile you live and display for the world that is an eternal happiness. Your flushed, perky cheeks that bloom like red roses when your excited. A future in dream, if ever, of us to be held forever inter