And for a moment I saw it, a glimpse of light in the infinite shadow, the veil of reality tearing just enough for me to catch it. A sparkle, a bright light, like watching a dying star implode in a millisecond. I saw everything, life, death, what came after, and before. A laughter, a cry, the voices of everyone who ever lived, who will ever live, generations upon generations of not just humanity b... » Continue Reading
I think I like the feeling that goes beyond just being scared, the not knowing what is going on but being unable to stop thinking about it, the feeling of dread. Zombies are my thing atm, but I like cosmic horror more, cuz zombies are fun, but in most media it's not really that complicated, just annoying, just another thing less dangerous than greed. But I've always been scared about becoming a z... » Continue Reading
I think my aunt is a vampire Not exactly a blood-sucking monster, but definitely evil. She sucks the life out of everything I love and appreciate. She makes everyone around her so miserable they might as well be dead, or at least unconscious, cuz her voice is so irritating. She screams when she doesn't get her way, she believes the whole world is against her, and that everyone is just planning h... » Continue Reading
I've been thinking lately about how supernatural things throughout history are just ideas we didn't understand, but with time we got to comprehend how it worked (like science and the ability to read). What if ghosts are just that? What if ghosts are just energy that doesn't have anywhere to go, and isn't bound to time or space? What if in the future, people find out how to separate the consciousne... » Continue Reading
A seed was planted, And the rain made it sprout. The stem grew taller, But the flower never bloomed. Because the seed was scared to wilt, So the flower never met the sun » Continue Reading
Winter is near And I know it will be the end The crack of my insides let's me know I am sure of what awaits me From the womb, I had no future I was born to be cold But I can't stop myself from fantasizing, Dreaming of an existence where I am better And my fingers aren't numb Because what else there is? Wait for my bones to dry? Count the winters I have left? I've be » Continue Reading
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