Wisdom cures so many things, except loves lost forever.
adulteress betrayal cuckold dreaming
erotic flirtatious gratuitous harlot
infidelities juicy kissable lusting
men naughty occult provoking
qualmless rape scary tart
unholy vixen witch
the converse of this post will appear soon
Sometimes nightmares become terrifying reality.
sex and the stranger has left
just another of those bar boys
the Marconi plays downbeat
yellow moon rules the clouds
alone again after midnight
hurts that nobody even cares
that she’s scared filled with fright
soul peopled with dark dreams
her past sins have found the light
all she has are her worst nightmares
and solitary screaming in the night
Chaos is the Cosmos telling you that you are forever lost.
Turmoil. Mind like a lost gypsy cab driving through a chaotic concrete jungle.
Dystopia. Disembarking, it’s so dark and it’s so quiet in the ruins, grey and burned black broken like bad teeth .
Lost. Then I’m walking on wet cobbled stones, just a bum with threadbare dirty clothes, down at the heel shoes, a body that’s all skin and bones.
Doom. The final dark gloom of a Dead Man Walking to nowhere and forever.
Despair. Now all the good has gone from my life ~ what is joy, what is elation?
Dishonour. I want you all to know that once I was proud, once I was a man and once I meant something. But that’s not now. That’s not now.
Terror. I need to wake up. I need to go home. I need to find friendship again.
Loneliness. I have no love, only blackness in my heart, my Goddess has gone.
Nightmare. But, bad memories, just like the seas, live on.
I love the moon too much to be afraid of the night.
now is the time for me to set myself to rights,
it’s time to stop bemoaning my evil plight,
come out of the dark shadows into the light,
moonlight is better than the blackest of nights,
and that’s where I’ve been, cowering in fright.
There is no point in waiting until tomorrow, there is no mileage in procrastination, and mañana isn’t even English. I need to take action this day.
There have been things in my life I have not understood, or have chosen not to understand, or have chosen to ignore ~ and these things are now coming out of the darkness of my deep subconscious into the light of my conscious awareness.
Recently it has all been a bit intense, and at times I’ve struggled through cognitive dissonance, not knowing who I am, or what I want from Life. But I have been shocked from complacency by both my friend and my Goddess. Today, I am blessed with a powerful and strange energy which has allowed me to make a brutally honest assessment of myself.
This intense, powerful, strange energy is allowing me to make changes within myself I have not previously had the power to achieve.
Yet, I know that any change I attempt to make from within my personality, my id, and my ego, should be for the greater good or it will never work. I have had far too much help to be selfish and make changes that will only benefit myself. But, as I improve mine own self, it will reflect in every aspect of my world and my life.
As I give to the world, so I shall receive in return.
As I walk from the darkness into the moonlight, my life and my world will change for the better. I have realised that to cower in fear in the darkness is to stray from the true warrior’s path. I thank my friend and my Goddess for that new awareness.
People are lonely because they build walls for themselves.
Do you live inside a prison of your own making?
Do you remember building those fortress walls?
A wall of protection, are you looking for an opening?
Are you happy living in your empty, echoing halls?
Are you trying to find a way to freedom, escaping?
How dark and lonely are your clouds, cliffs, and hills?
No use running, happiness is too far away for running.
It’s so quiet in the ruins of a relationship.
It’s so fucking quiet in the ruins of,
walking through the old memories,
feeling the past with sexual regret,
the song stays the same but the lyrics,
are as distant as the wolf moon.
Life is difficult and painful ~ magic happens.
promises in a witch’s kiss
moonlight solitary darkness
walking alone in madness
feeling the bitter loneliness
knowing that she is heartless
and a loveless disaster beckons
the moon still shines in the deep darkness
the night is filled with malevolent stillness
my dreams are fueled with harsh blackness
a soul shattered, scattered with wickedness
evil goddess incarnate uncaring in hardness
yet I know in my dreams my soul is helpless
enraptured by her exotic sexual weirdness
Solitude and the sea is not the same as loneliness.
one night of dreams
nothing is what it seems
wandering on lonely beaches
solitary heart breaking seascapes
All she wants is to have sex, with anyone…
so, dark sexual mistress
the face of a fallen goddess
a body you know how to use
husky voice enchants, seduces
erotic Venus who desires abuse
an easy female charm you misuse
I’m really impressed, now vamoose
you’re a slut
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