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FastidiousWretch — a poor understanding
Published: 2010-01-31 09:34:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 78; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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Description I find little piece in the moments given to me in life.
I look to the horizon in anticipation for renewed exhilaration
For my next crushing defeat or defiant victory.
Words echoe in my head, they bicker and lie.
They challenge my heart and mind,
in which the laws of morality have been engendered.

I wish most days to teeter on the edge of existence, between the conflicted elements of law and chaos and dare them to tear me assunder. Somedays i feel life, as though it were in the palm of my hand, to be controlled and manipulated. But it is merely an illusion of truth, a truth as elusive as tender thoughts, and the unconditional love and surrender of a reciprocating person. Some days i wish to weave magic from the air, to touch the fabrics of existence, to paint from my hands what i see with my mind, in all its bloody and sometimes horrific detail. As the sunsets some days i rejoice in the dominance of darkness, only in my intrigue of its own shrouded and unjustifiably dangerous world. We look into darkness and only see the monsters that are never there, and yet the real threats are ignored. We fantacise of horror and fantastic ways in which to be humiliated and killed and most of the time thats where they will always stay, in your thoughts, in your memories, in your fears.
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FastidiousWretch [2010-01-31 09:36:50 +0000 UTC]

thats some crap ass spelling right there lol

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