Within a forest of gray leaves
Like little flames devoid of heat
Missing their color like a ghost
Just shadows of what once had grown.

Enclosed by trunks and trees so lost,
Covered in twigs and withered moss,
Never been loved, never been found,
Just lonely bones above the ground.

Dead petals dance with ghostly plants
To frozen wind and silent chants,
A requiem of crumbling skulls,
A hymn for all their decayed hulls.

Silvery mists of countless lies,
Swallows all of the forest's cries,
Fog masks the guilt of countless sin
That brush and grass carry within.

Amidst all of this hopeless mold,
A shed stands strong against the cold,
A house so lonely yet so warm,
Held in the forest's dying arm.

The place where I once hid myself,
'tween ****** books in rotten shelves,
The place where I live on my own,
Made of my flesh and crimson bone.

A deep resonating eerie hum
that shakes you to the core
And fades away, here today
You cannot find a cure

You waste away; like a shade
trying to do, nothing, not really anything
You stay the same, waiting to fade
You try, but you can't do everything

You're hollow inside
Nothing but a shell
I know that you,
you can't tell

I'm hollow inside,
filled and cloaked with shadow
I know deep in my mind
I wouldn't want it any other way

I can't really think now
the thoughts begin to blur
my mind begins to hollow out
until nothing's left there any more.

i'm writing this in between
                after that bad bad dream
                    it felt like I was nailed up
                        as I struggled to wake up

                                          my body paralyzed in bed
                                                    i couldn't help but dread
                                                          as cold wind touched my nape
                                                            my vellus hair stood up straight

that sense of eerie crippled my core
                                                              as i felt his coming to my door
                                                then i heard some little footsteps
                                          and creaking at the hinges

i clasped my body so tightly
                          as i saw death coming to me slowly
                    my brain searched for that nerve
          to shake up my senses to leave

i felt my leg made a kick
                  then, I stood up pretty quick
                      my heart agitated
                              as i grasped one deep breath
then, i stood up pretty quick
my heart agitates
as i grasped one deep breath

Tell me is it day or night
The dark of dawn or dusk's dim light
Where winds are still yet silence blows
As steady as the river flows
Shades of grey all blend to one
A lost lament of love undone
Moonlit mist or sunless shade
Are all well, or all afraid.
Tell me is life dark or light
Tell me- is it day or night?
|b.g.|

Bright and shining
Golden yellow all over
She's a dancer swaying with the light and breeze
A force to be reckoned with
Contained, she's pleasurable and warm
Mesmerizing to watch.
Unrestrained she can bring down cities
scorch you to the core
Always feeding on something
She's a death trap, she'll eat you alive
And she'll just keep going
It's what she has to do to survive.
So many think they know her
They have seen her do her work
Yet she is a mystery- a fascination to all who have ever encountered her.
Who is she?
What makes her able to add sparkle to a room,
Romance to an evening,
Dread to the eerie situation,
Confidence in the dark?
So malleable yet so strong
She is a dancer
She is a fire