Twisted Deviant

I never knew until my heart ached with the simplicity of this moment never knew how this could be until my heart was almost breaking past the point of no return I wander where you lead hoping that I don't stumble the light is shining just beyond if I dare I am scared of these feelings unvoiced scared that I am just imagining reality is a harsh mistress and I fear the coldness of alone My heart trembles with this fear yet in my bones I know you I know the subtle line of your jaw the easy gait of your walk the silk feel of you hair as is brushes against my skin I recognize the inherent honorable spirit residing deep within your breast my heart quickens to the same beat as yours yet for all these things I feel I still fear and it chokes the tears from my throat I want to spend each morning waking beside you your arms around me the smell of your skin the first thing I breath I want to feel you apart of me you flesh to mine deep inside until we

yet it burns still in the hollowness of these days scratching the surface of what I could not comprehend before burning bright into the cornea of my obsession it is a simple thing so I have been told as I walk across the fire feeling the bleeding welts from within as natural as breathing yet I suffocate on these thoughts it is as if I am two beings one that lives for each subtle moment one that hides and quakes from the light I live with fear deep in my breast and choke on the hopefulness that rises like a gorging emotion sweeping precariously close to some definable truth the knowledge knocking back and forth it consumes with a hunger that shames me still I have been without for far too long though I had not known I was devoid so I scratch at the surface digging deep feeling the pain of imaginary ghosts the echoing cries of humiliation beckoning as if to lead me down that path again but I am resolute

I am lost so utterly lost in these feelings I can feel you like a deep spark so far inside that it hurts to breath sometimes It is scary this deep kernel sometimes I push it aside tell myself that it just isn't true yet at night when slumber comes deep and unbidden you are the last thing I think of It's funny how you have become like second nature to me and all I want is to feel you

Looking for a room desperatedly This is a pretty cool site to look at if your looking for some Harry Potter fan fiction. Lord am I quickly becoming an addict :oS

Parabolic Reflections - R.J. Anderson An interesting place to check out and read, if anyone is a Harry Potter fan, especially in the fan fiction realm.

and it becomes louder and louder, disjointed anomalies of quiet noise hissing in the back of your ear you try to hide from the sound, but it follows, always following until all you hear is the clicking and the buzzing until you’re insane the noise is ceaseless even when you pound on your ears, the blood flowing in painful rivers of red, it keeps careening, softly tickling inside your head it echoes on and on until you want to beg for mercy, beg for silence, beg for it all to end only it doesn’t end it never ends it only lessens as the days wear on, as the moon wanes in the black sky until her face is no longer visible I use to think everyone was like me, that everyone could taste the scent of the wild as I got older, I learned I was an anomaly monster some would whisper less than human perhaps I am less than human though I can think and I can feel god how I wish I couldn’t feel sometimes this life hurts too much the pain is unbearable almost as bad as the constant