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Her eyes closed blissfully as her body sliced through the once serene night air. Faintly, a melody could be heard coming to life as if from a faraway place. The piano played as if it was covered in the dust of previous songs, songs of another time. Softly, a full orchestra could be heard joining in as she drew nearer and nearer to the teeth of the rocks waiting for her. The intermingling melodies rose to a deafening crescendo as she was about to crash onto the sharp rocks, yet, with mere seconds to spare, she bent her knees to cushion the impact at the same time as she rolled to the side and down onto the black sand of the beach. She lay still for just a moment before rising to her feet, her melody still cutting through the night, and opening her eyes. Opening her mouth ever so slightly, the moonlight caught and held one of her gleaming white fangs in its grasp for a brief moment until she turned towards the distant forest. The night went completely mute as her face took on the darke...

Wind whispers in the forest Forlorn moon shines through the mist No sound to be heard Serenity of the night not meant to endure In the corner of my eye A shadow wavers Afraid as I am, I turn Only to be met with nothing Blackness, emptiness, lifelessness That's all there is Nothing has changed So...did I imagine it? The darkness, the silence It tricks my mind, my senses Reality's boundaries no longer clear Wishing, hoping for this to be but a mere nightmare A mournful howl Sounds off in the distance The moonlight brightens, as if empowered Even as the shadows darken Fear clutches at my heart, my soul Apprehensive I am This night unnerves me For something - something just isn't right An increase in the wind It dances amongst the shadows All around me it seems Is the song of the dark A chorus of howls Rises to join the first Their unearthly melody Is brought nearer by the second Just as my fear reaches its peak - The world falls silent ...

The edge of the world. Of her world. The night was a solemn silence cloaking her fragile body. Yet, for her, there was no silence, no peace. In the depths of her unsound mind, the screams never quieted, the wails never ceased, the agony never diminished. But she would always fight them, as she had fought until her last breath. Though it had been a long, long while since then. No longer could she even try to fight. Truly, she had died months ago. Her spirit had gone, and she was left as nothing but an empty shell. Below were jagged rocks and frigid waves, above, a silver crescent moon and scattered clouds against a jet black canvas. With a slight tremor in her gaze, she raised her head until the moon was reflected in her eyes. A slight breath of wind, one blink, and it was gone, obscured beneath a stray cloud. Barely visible, a single crystalline teardrop slid down her cheek. Her hair flying gently in the meager breeze, she looked down and smiled for the first time in years. "Ang...

A single rose Petals wilting, near annihilation Whispering into the shadows Still daring to hope A dead breeze Silent on the air of darkness Comes to rest Sheltering a poor lost soul A spark of color From the depths of the night And a breath of hope Intertwine in the early dawn A new sun Starts to rise Only to be engulfed once more By the bowels of hate and despair A glint of promise Sparkles far-off in the distance Calling to its embrace A dying rose and a silent breeze

A thousand thousand nights I've lain here In this silvery pool of love, Of hate and resentment A thousand thousand days I've wandered Through this shining void of desire, Of lust for revenge and destruction A thousand thousand steps I've taken Within this vortex of thoughts, Of emotion and wishes A thousand thousand dreams I've had In this shell that once was my heart Dreams of life, of death and existence A thousand thousand pleas I've cried Into an eternity of nothing, Of absolution and cast iron chains One more night in this world And I will break Into a thousand thousand pieces From all the pain and sorrows One more day in this world And I will shatter Into a thousand thousand shards From all the beauty and hope One more step in this world And I will fracture Into a thousand thousand shreds From all the pressure and watching eyes One more dream in this world And I will burst apart Into a thousand thousand remnants From ...

Darkness surrounds me Pain engulfs my soul Love is foreign to me Hate is all I've ever known Agony is my armor Ever encasing my soul Cause I'm broken Shattered in pieces Over and over I cried out for a savior No one can hear me now For my silent facade deafens them Words are all I have left In my inconceivable song Death haunts me As he has all my life Calling me to him Luring me in with promises of an end An end to the pain, the hate, the sorrows The end I've always wished for Cause I'm broken Shattered in millions of tiny shards Over and over I've died inside Life punishes me for existing As it always will And I wonder What have I done? Cause I'm already broken Why hurt me more? Can't you see? You've already won You all got your wish I've died so many times What's once more? Cause I'm broken

Long have I traveled Many things have I seen Humans, colors, death, life It all grows old I am cursed Me with my never ending life To say it bluntly Eternity has tired my heart On the surface I seem strong, Mayhaps unwavering And yet below I am broken Broken into shards For they kill me These humans With their endless wars Look in a mirror And me you shall see For I am everywhere And in everyone Weary I am And yet I shall never find relief For all eternity Souls come to me And haunt me

Just once I wish I could see Falling leaves and swirling grey As night turns to day And cold soon to arrive Just once I wish I could hear The sweet melodies of the birds As clouds swirl across the sky And cold winds encompass our souls Run far away Heed the warning signs Else you’ll fall into her icy embrace As she comes to take all we have Stone you shall become To her sweet whisper you shall succumb To solid ice your blood shall freeze For she takes all life from our world Tears of blackened ice you shall cry Silent pleas you shall scream Yet all this shall be in vain Haven’t you ever seen snow fall in the moonlight?

Look up Open your eyes and see The moon The stars The dark sky that is their canvas The blackness of pure artistry's backdrop Look up Open your mind and see That there is nothing to fear From the darkness For even on the darkest of nights There will always be a shining star Look up Open your heart and see That even in darkness, love Can be found If only it was given a chance To be accepted and embraced Look up Open your soul and see That light and beauty Do not always coexist For beauty also resides in the shadows Merely waiting to be noticed Look up And let go of the past Let this be a first meeting An unbiased encounter Between one's unguarded self And the heart of the dark

Falling. Such a terrifying, yet exhilarating thing to experience. When you fall, you’re free. Free from the restrictive chains of life. When you fall, if you can get past the instinctive fear and embrace how wonderful it truly is, you can think uninterrupted. You can see past the simple, mundane appearances of so many aspects of life. For most people this would be a nightmare. After all, what else could plummeting through an endless void of darkness be called? Well, to me, this is the greatest feeling in the world. A dream come true. Every time that I get to experience this, I know that I am able to ponder things about life and death that other people can only dream of understanding. It wasn’t always this way. I too used to be downright terrified of entering this part of my psyche. Knowing that I was still within myself, yet having it appear like I was nowhere was the scariest thing I had ever experienced. And yet, even through all the fear, a tiny part of me, in the very back of m...

Moon has risen, all is quiet once more Sweet silence, my salvation Pierced only by my soundless cries Armored by the depths of the shadows Her silent song of love Breathed out into the cool night air Is but the loudest thing I've ever heard Caressed by voices of those long since gone Melody of agony swirls all around Joining with her soft silver glow As the night is split asunder Locking half in cast iron chains; the other left unbound On this cadence of her last breath The world illuminated by all she's ever known One final note of her song Is left to hang forever suspended in our dark hearts

Storm clouds gathering Above a golden harvest moon Turn the sky menacing At the height of the night Flowers whisper in a gentle wind Below the rising storm Grasses crying out in song Anger and greed run rampant Lightning flashes far off Thunder crashes seconds after Wind slashes through the air Silence deafens the clamor Not a whisper amongst the roar Not a cry in all the anguish Only silence and cacophony Nothing but serene anarchy

As I lie dying My breaths numbered I look back on eternity, And wonder if I could've done more To really have lived Because there were times when, When I didn't truly live Instead, I thought that As an immortal I would have all of time To make up for those times I didn't live life to the fullest But now, as I lie dying I realize what a fool I've been To have depended on an uncertainty For no one can escape in the end Not even one such as me To remember now, as I lie dying And see how brief Are what I thought to be The most important moments Of my long life Is to truly see Just how trivial, how fleeting Those moments really were And to make me think That maybe, just once I ought to learn what living feels like Maybe I ought to take a risk, Take a step into the dense fog That clouds the future, Maybe I could, just this once Before it is too late Learn to fly blind But, really, what am I thinking? To even consider at all Stepping into th...

Destiny is predetermined. Oftentimes, no matter what we want, our path has already been chosen. And we must follow fate.  I stand motionless, listening to the night as I wait. My hand drops to the hilt of my sword, the only movement I've made in hours. A soft whisper of a breeze blows through the trees, but even still, I wait, as silent as possible, in anticipation of my duty. Sadly, I am the last. The last defender of the night. Everyone else who stood with me has already given up their life in service of our cause. Going into this, I know that I will meet the same end, but knowing does not lessen the chains of duty. I can hear the sounds of marching feet and of beating drums. They are very close now, yet still, I wait in silence, merely listening. In the back of my mind, I wonder if they are afraid but quickly dismiss the thought. After all, why should they be afraid? An entire army, afraid of me? I'm the one who should be afraid. But, in any case, I will not let fear t...