I am EvilI am sickness. I am misery. I am abuse. I am small children crying for their mothers.I am the eyes that watch you from the darkness. I am the hands that reach out to grab your small slender body and steal away your innocence.I am the boogeyman. With a smile as cold as ice. Eyes burning red. Teeth as sharp as knives.I am Hell on Earth. I am the voices in your head. Holding you down. Choking your breath.I am your worst nightmare.I am death.
My Random WritingEclipseThe world awkening from its deep slumber.A deep slumber succumbed by the dark of night.Escping from the belly of the beast into a different land of eternl light. Breaching and twisting out of the mouth. Kicking and falling onto the soft dewey grass.Wrapped up in damp arms, hugging and pulling you into a morning that will never come...It's Not A Hobby, It's A PassionWhen I'm writing theres this fire that wells up inside of me. Swelling and slipping out in the form of words.Passion can escape from the tip of a pen. A mind can be gods greatest gift. It can destroy, create, nurture... it can caress the very pageto which emotion can truly ignite.It can eat away at every word. The flames licking and spitting, devouring the beauty.Dying, at first, only to be reborn yet again, just as beautiful. Like a phoenixspreading his wings wide. Taking the world in with deep passionate strides.Relaxing TeaEvery cell in my body seemed to sigh as the hot tea burned my upper lip and melted