let it be known that this piece of work is one of my own creations. my writtinigs r personal, imperfect and sacred and though critiques r appreciated bashing results in nothing but a taint in ones charicter and a block on my part.
U SAID
Dark Wings
in the light
Welcoming
Spirit Sight
Torn inocence
limb
from limb
screaming silence
from within
lost mind
lost touch
lost love
lost much
freedom now
with
last kiss
tonights lost life
we shall not miss
Im into more then dark music and halloween (course im a fan of both) I love art, poetry, music & body mods (namely scarring in its many forms).
My view of "goth" it is not a style, but as a mind set of knowing and appreciating lifes beauty while all the time being aware/mindful of the inevitable destruction through which that wonder will, eventually, collapse.
Being openly bisexual means that if you do not like my tastes you can kiss my glow in the dark ass.
"I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"
My kids, of which i have one girl and one boy, wonderful little demons they are, are 6 and 2 respectivly. they are what matters in this mundane existance. they keep me motivated when i feel like quiting, they shine like a jeweld moon set within a sky of the darkest saphires.
i'll be adding shite to my page when i have a few more minutes but for now this is it.
greetings and farewells
Eyes
PS~ Add-Bite-Stalk, and of course you are welcome to send a message any time. im willing to talk with anyone.
