Silent Stories

Long nails, polished Camera lens, spotless She is the darkest figure in the flashiest crowds Night time is her prime time But day time works just as fine Her prey unknowingly invite her in, just like a vampire She makes herself comfortable, in their empire Slowly she rises, and takes over the emperor She's a slow poison, but the hosts are addicted Most are in denial, few have admitted and fewer have been admitted She come...

MURDER SHE WORE When one goes on a date with death, one must know what to expect, how to behave and most importantly how to dress. Always dress to kill…. I don’t normally do this, but I put myself on trial, mentally. Where I try and justify my past actions. My conscience is the defendant, judged by idk, the bipolar/multiple personas in me. And usually, if I lose the case, I’m sentenced to punishment in the form of an emot...