I am KING. (Poem WIP)Touching my hand on the glass.Staring to the very depth of your eyes.My minded empty as I ask."Who are you?"Voice echoed of the empty room.Getting only the stares behind the glass soften into sorrow.No memory of this individual.I must leave, must go.Turning my heels as the floor moved beneath me.Hearing the sound of pounding fist on glass.Raising a hand to wave goodbye.The shadows enveloping me.The coldness drenching my mind.My feet padded against the cold floors.The sound of dripping water urged him faster.The silence was my new enemy.Soon enough, my very mind is lost to insanity.Craving for sound, as the nightmare screamed through me.The horror of no memories.Nothing to recall too, no sanctuary.Nothing familiar.Nothing to feel safe and secure.I cried to air.That eventually my cry was silenced.The tears staining my pale cheeks.The scars on my face.Would I ever heal?I highly doubt it.Months passed, I have managed to move forward a little.I started to create
Who am I? (Poem)" I lay in the alley, bloody.Weeping for someone to save me.Laying there in pain and miserable.Face scarred, with body bruised to new color.The confusion, the anger, the fear consuming.The memory of nothing.Searching endlessly through my empty mind.Unable to find answers.Who am I?I ran and pushed, tears streaking.Being chased one he loved.Run away from love?No, no memory of this being.Pain touched my aching heart.My mind boiling over to no end.Misery, pain, blood.Collapsing onto the grass.Wondering if death was better then this.The darkness closing in.Being on your knees, kneeling to pain.Soon enough everything went dark.I tried to scream out, cry out.Nothing escapes him.Trapped in the depth of the void in my burning heart.Forever to listen to the screams of his own miserable heard.Trying to reach out to painful heart.Comfort it with care.Unable to reach as I float away.Would anyone save me?Someone?A warm light touches him, seeing that same figure of his l
Dravik friend (Poem)" I am simply a slave, a servant.Considering me as a friend.Would be like finding a hay in needle sack.My only friend is pain and fear.Born with pain.Lived with fear.I am alive, and breathing.But for how long?Would you save your own soldier?No, I am just a single soul, a tool.Tool has no such sympathy.They don't have friends.Just like I used my friend.Pain would soon render me useless.Fear consuming me like maggots.Would you end me now?Would you save me?Or shall I be abandoned?Loki...Loki...Loki...Is this the pain you feel everyday?The depth of loneliness, empty void.Lost and betrayed?I will save you from this.with my arms will comfort your loneliness.To ease you away from the pain.Pass the pain onto me.So you do not have to suffer.Just give me a chance and might feel a bit lighter.You may not call me a friend.But to me, you are.Despite your words of protest."
Crimson Night [2/?]OOC: Oh anyone watching, Path of Redemption is delayed because my muse is bleh a little. More continuing this Crimson Night fanfiction.He was pushed into his given room, the door shutting behind him. He inhales the air, sniffing a mortal within the same room. He spotted a female in the corner staring at him with slight fear and confusion of why she is here. His face blank, licking his lips tasting the air a little bit."Sorry, but I am quite thirsty." He said before approaching towards her. She whines and swung her hand at him, contacting against his chest. His eyes narrowed, grabbing her wrist and squeezed, hearing cracking and snapping sound of bone. "As I said, I am quite thirsty. It would be better if you didn't resist." He said emotionlessly, his eyes void of emotion.He watched her whimper, the fear and pleading for freedom. It pained him but life goes on. He leans forward, sinking his teeth into her neck hearing her muffled cry for help. He tasted the sweet flavor of the blood,
Crimson Night [1/?]OOC: This is a random character from a dream I have, it's a vampire type of story. Similar to Twilight but not like all depressing or going to go kill myself type of deal to that certain degree. This is a yaoi fanfiction.Brilliant crimson red colored eyes illuminated the pitch darkness, the sound of chains rattling against the ground. Drip....drip....CLUNK!....drip drip... The sound repeated every few times, blood running down his hand from his wrist, the shackles needles digging into his flesh.The sound came to silence for a few long seconds before a soft thunk of flesh contacting against floor. Chained, trapped inside a dark room. Rasping breathing interrupted the eerie silence. "Hello?" His voice was hoarse and dry, licking his lips cringing for thirst. The thirst for blood. He closed his eyes of the remaining memory before being dragged here. He looked up to his best friend, his first friend he had that was same as he was, a vampire. They traveled and fough