well this is all about me
i have brown eyes and brown hair
i love hunting rabbits , i do have pets (will i did) i do love all my horror films and some kidz ones too i also like doing witchcraft and i love dragons music for me all kinds.
and i love to shop and love doing art and allsorts that's everything about me https://i.imgur.com/hmPw6xz.png
Light In The Darkness
Light and Dark
I am not all good and light .
Sometimes I have bad thoughts
and feelings .. this is who I am ...
I am not all bad ..
I am generous and kind
and peaceful , I have so much love and
light to share .
This is who I am ...
Life is about creating your balance not suppressing your good.
And not suppressing your bad, for one cannot exist without the other ...embrace them equally.
They think they know me all so well,
But behind this mask I secretly dwell.
I hide my thoughts, my feelings too,
I hide so well from all of you.
I smile away the tears that fall,
I show no sign of weakness at all.
I hide behind an empty screen,
I’m different inside, not what I seem.
My hurt and tears get locked away,
And forever behind this mask they'll stay.
No matter how hard they try to escape,
I’ll hide away all my mistakes.
I hide me well, every day,
Forever in disguise I’ll stay.
I’ll smile away the tears that fall,
I’ll show no sign of weakness at all.
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
perpetual shade of drakness
Hidden in perpetual shade
'Neath darkened bramble, there lays the glade
Branches twisting, limb contortions
Forming rent bodies, faces, and shapes...
The ruined pillars athrust from creeping vines
Within the black of deepest night
The fear sensations grip your mind
You can feel the evil of this place...
Howling echoes around abound
They know exactly where you are
What be that upon the ground
An offering to whatever dwells within
What kind of creatures could they be
To make such an awful sound...
A moan, a gasp, the thickened air
Within the bush, there's something there
A demon hand strokes your hair
Whispers beckon, phantom winds
A calling to the thorny snare...
The Gates of Hell within your mind
The Gates of Hell before your eyes
A chill ascends upon your spine
The mystery awaits..