The deep gaping void calls for sacrifice. How beautiful is it's cold emptiness, it's utter absence of color and life. Oh how it longs to swallow me into it's abyss, it groans with it's hunger for me day and night. I stand at it's very edge, taunting it with my presence. It is so very tempting, I almost wonder if this yearning hunger belongs to me rather than the void. How funny it would be to want to fall in, no decent minded person would wish for such a thing. Of course I am a decent minded, reasonable person, yes. I like to remind myself of such as I teeter along the unpaved edge of the dark chasm. Very decent minded indeed.
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A Penny For Your Thoughts
Short StoryNo one understands your head and thoughts better than you. Everyone has different experiences and emotions. My short stories are meant to reflect these emotions and experiences; the stories should be interpreted and mean something different to every...
