Living in shadow

Living in shadow
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# Posted on Sunday, 12 April 2009 at 5:39 PM

Life is a long way to go

Life is a long way to go
i'm so tiered of walking alone
sometimes i feel so fed up that's i wish to stop that's road
and stay stil so i can feel some releive
i always try to make my life easier but it's only get harder than befor
life has become a living nightmare for me
i can't wait for the day to end and go back home
i hate it more than befor now
nobody will understand my feelings only me
i'm running out of breath and joy i only has some tears left
my heart is burning inside out
everything is dark
i can't find any light to lead me on my way
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# Posted on Sunday, 28 December 2008 at 3:16 PM
Edited on Monday, 02 February 2009 at 5:25 PM

child abuse

child abuse
"I've seen how easy one can destroy a child's mind;

I've seen how easy one can destroy a child's spirit;

I've seen how easy one can destroy a child's soul;

I've seen how easy one can destroy a child's hopes;

I've seen how easy one can destroy a child's dreams;

I've seen how easy one can steal a child's innocence;

I've seen how easy one can break a child's heart;

I've seen the anguish, the pain, the heartache, the sorrow, the shame, the guilt, the fear, the loneliness, the struggles, the anger, the regret, the denial, and the confusion of grown up people tormented by their broken child within.

Yet, despite what I've seen, I believe that a determined spirit can overcome the most troublesome, and heavy-hearted obstacles; and that the scars worn by many, as reminders of bitter yesterdays, and hopeless tomorrows, may be diminished by kindness, compassion, and love of other caring hearts.

I believe that even the deepest cut can be healed with strength of will, and determination of spirit. I believe that anything is possible; therefore, everything important is worth fighting for!

After what I've seen, it's in these things that I must believe, if I am to believe that life is worth living."




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# Posted on Saturday, 13 December 2008 at 10:57 PM
Edited on Wednesday, 17 December 2008 at 6:42 PM

Black MeTal & Death






Amon Amarth - Runes To My Memory
Amon Amarth "Twilight Of The Thunder God
Amon Amarth - Cry of The Black Birds
Behemoth - As above so below
Behemoth-Inner Sanctum
Behemoth - The Nephilim Rising




Dimmu Borgir - The Promised Future Aeons
DIMMU BORGIR - Progenies Of The Great Apocalypse
dimmu borgir-burn in hell
Dimmu borgir - Puritania
Gorgoroth - Carving a Giant
Immortal - Tyrants
Immortal - Within the Dark Mind

[stil not finish]
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# Posted on Sunday, 02 November 2008 at 4:15 PM
Edited on Monday, 26 January 2009 at 2:17 PM

Et tout recommence

Et tout recommence
En fait tout continue, peut être même en pire !
Les jours ont passés, je n'ai pas trouvé de nouveau nid, je ne cherche même plus...
Les jours se suivent, se ressemblent,
Plus le temps passe et moins je trouve de raison,
De raison de continuer,
De raison de me battre,
Parfois je m'assois sur un banc et essaie de trouver, de retrouver une motivation,
Quelque chose qui me donne envie de me lever le lendemain matin,
Un peu de joie à venir...
Je me retrouve à pleurer, sans émouvoir personne,
Doucement caresser mes cheveux,
Oui, j'ai baissé les bras,
Non, pas violemment,
Je meurs de l'interieur, tout doucement,
Lentement l'espoir s'est éteint.
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# Posted on Wednesday, 24 September 2008 at 7:11 PM
Edited on Monday, 10 November 2008 at 9:17 AM

there is no beast without cruelty

there is no beast without cruelty
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# Posted on Friday, 18 July 2008 at 6:02 PM
Edited on Friday, 08 August 2008 at 4:44 PM

melancholy

melancholy


The world she wants is up above
But she is repeatedly torn down by the one she loves
Her melancholy stare
A story on its own
But she has no one to tell it to
Utterly alone

She desires a refuge, and she wants it quick
She's getting too tired of this world, and she's becoming sick
Of the one who hurt her
It's becoming awful steady

She feels the need to leave but tells herself she isn't ready
She wanted to live, but couldn't escape from herself
Now her life is like an old book, forgotten on a shelf
One day she'll be happy
The day she hears no sound
Because now it's too late
And she's six feet underground




that's my life story
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# Posted on Monday, 12 May 2008 at 1:02 PM
Edited on Saturday, 07 June 2008 at 10:50 AM