A grave-yard for your sins :
The sky is of a vast expanse : colours of burgundy and deep ginger tones submerse the firmament. I look down below my feet, the very ground, every blade of grass, the colour of burnt oil, and a rushing river, the colour of blood, surronds me. In it, is a mere, rippled reflection of a perfect eye. Suddenly, rivets of blood pellet me to the ground, causing my legs to stumble and fall. I look up, and there in the sky, is that perfect eye, crying pain and blood. Unearthly monster roots start forming burnt cinder ashes trees in the distance, liveations of arms, legs and souls cling to the branches, a black soot dripping from each and every one -- and the whole time the sound of wailing and sinking hearts start drillng into my empty heart.
Thoughtless Death :
I didn't want my life to end like this. every second and every moment in lasting pain and never being able to let go. even though its over, i can still feel the pain, because im always looking back, not going onto the next chapter. i cant you guess, when your dead, because the pages become blank and everlasting. i think back now, to the nightmare freak way of how i died and the pain builds up inside till i collapse and my soul is pushed unto me
