sleep i did...not long last night.
a scratch at my window gave me a fright.
i peered out yonder and nothing i did see,
except my reflection..mocking me.
i tried to turn away,yet could not move.
i yelled at the night,courage i must prove.
but caught was i in a trance,an unholy mood.demons danced in my head to an cryptic groove.
i awoke in the morn,sweat soaked sheets.
and realized again...fear had me beat.
and when i say dead..i mean fucking braindead assholes that wonder why you want to snap their neck because they dont seem to realize that when YOU enter MY property without MY consent..i feel...violated..especially when you see that the dog you let roam without a leash is attacking my dog...and calmly call them back without giving a hint of care but more a sound of excitement in your voice...YES...YES I WILL SHOOT YOUR FUCKING DOG...i go into no-ones house or home uninvited...i dare not even step on their property without asking. so for you to assume that since youve lived in this court longer than i that you have certain privledeges and can violate my santuary..well...you will be sadly mistaken when i unleash upon thee with severe prejudice and actions i will not be responsible for....you keep tellin yourself im to blame...as youre lying in that hospital bed wondering what went wrong. L.W.
the witching hour has come and gone...life...like the very breaths we take...all borrowed like time itself...killing time...borrowed time...but time is killing us....as we take what we want...time and death take us no matter what...eternal is a lie....forever is what we are...and nothing more......to touch one's soul is to taste their sorrow,their pain,and swallow their sorrow,and feel their pain...i have a house...i am coven..i am forever...L.W.
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