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Mark is the coolest person in the world and I love him.
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Brightness. It’s bright. Too bright. Light everywhere. Ball of fire. Brighter and brighter it gets as I continue to stare. Not stirring. Not blinking. Not breathing. Not breaking my concentration. Fearful of the electric sun.

Pain. Pain sets in. My head hurts. Sweat. Sweat drowns my body. I begin to blink. I restrain myself. Noise. What’s that noise? I can hear something. Tension. It sets in. Then suddenly, darkness. No light. The pain stopped. No more piercing scream. My heart continues to pound restlessly. Fearful to stop. My eyes starve to see. Nothing. Gaping for breath, in the vast sea of darkness. I strained to see something. Nothing.

Disappointment weighs me down, sinking me. I realized my fate; I am blind. Doomed to never see again. Anger casts a spell over my body. I become enraged. I scream. Nothing. I hear nothing. Fear. No sound. No light and no sound? I struggle to release myself. I’m drowning. I am drenched in sweat. Now gasping for air, I swim to most likely seems up. Not finding the surface, I desperately cling to my sheets. Suddenly, no feeling. I am surrounded in a sea of nothingness. I am no longer drowning. I have died.

This must be Heaven. A cool breeze calms my senses. I open my eyes – again, brightness. A sweet song plays, soothing my ears. Then, louder and louder. The music of the angels beings to transform. Heat swarms my body, paralyzing me. My heart, leaping out of my chest for a moments rest, suddenly turns pale, yelps, and screams back inside, hiding behind my rib cage for protection.

Praying the whole time, I open my eyes to see what hellish fate lay before me now. And the enraged chanting of the souls of beasts that once lived before me. And the flames of Death. And all the nightmares that children have once claimed to have had. All before me in a cave of demons and devils.

The music stops. No more chanting. The flames extinguished. The nightmares disappeared right before me. The souls of the deceased just stared blankly, until they were gone. The darkness slowly crept towards me. Then, a crack of light. Why does it keep getting bigger? The light pours into my senses, bringing me back to reality.

Next time, I will remember to turn off my light before I go to bed.
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Will you be the Angel that saves me? Wrap your wings around me. Show me your love.
Will you be the Angel that saves me?

Let me look into your mysterious eyes of blue; your eyes that swallow me whole. Your gaze severs right through me.
I can’t hide from your sight. I could never break from your hearts content.

Will you be the Angel that saves me? Wrap your wings around me. Show me your love.
Will you be the Angel that saves me?

Touch me gently. Hold me close. Never let me go, for I might fall into eternity. I need your love; your touch keeps me alive.
I can’t turn from your embrace. I could never let you go.

Will you be the Angel that saves me? Wrap your wings around me. Show me your love.
Will you be the Angel that saves me?

I am alone, forgotten, abandon. Like an orphan, set on her way. I need your guidance. Lead me along your path. Here’s my hand. Hold it tight. Don’t lead me astray. Here’s my heart. Cherish it. Don’t devastate me. Here’s my life. Honor it. Don’t let me die now. I offer you all I have. I am my own sacrifice.

Will you be the Angel that saves me? Wrap your wings around me. Show me your love.
Will you be the Angel that saves me?

Save me from myself. Only you. There is only you. Be my crutch. Be my guidance. Be my love.


Will you be the Angel that saves me? Wrap your wings around me. Show me your love.
Will you be the Angel that saves me?
Be the Angel that saves me… (My Angel)
Be the Angel that saves me… (My Angel)
Be the Angel that saves me… (My only Angel)
Will you? (Save me.)
Hold me. (And never let go)
Be my Angel. (Angel of Life)
Be the Angel that saves me…
SAVE ME!!
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In a slow prowl, she closes in.  Her eyes beckon me towards her.  Already under her total control, I poise myself for her approach.  Her perfume – laced with something beautifully wicked (wretched), like flowers in full bloom brining life to a morgue – overtakes my senses.  I comb my fingers through her dark hair, draped over her deathlike pale skin, like a cloak of shadows, and I impregnated my lungs. 

Starring into my eyes, she can see a part of my soul that I never knew existed.  Her touch is light and soft – but ever so present. 

She leads herself through an exploration of the land unknown, and takes mental note of the places that give her the most fancy.  Trembling, I return her touch.  She is softer than the blackest velvet, as my hand inches over her bare back.  I can feel the rise and fall of every deep breath as I press my lips into her breast.  Lost in an unconscious state, she massages my neck with her tongue.  Deeper and deeper she digs into me, full intent of debauchery.

Our sweat mixes into one, as we solidify our devotion to another.  I don’t know where it came from, but suddenly I felt the most intense, pleasurable pain one could experience.  A little slip of her wrist, and I sink into oblivion; raking my nails down her powerful arms – her arms that look so powerful as they hold me down.  She teases my lips with her moist fingertips, until she finally appeased them with her kiss of Death…

Grabbing a newly sharpened blade, she edges it over my chest, applying ever so little pressure, yet cutting ever so deep.   My blood flows thick and hot through my veins.  I burn for her – one beat of my heart is barely succeeded by the time the next one begins.  Swirling her fingers around in my blood of passion, she etches her name on my chest.  With a slightly evil glimmer in her eye, she gently sucked the gash, and I kissed the remaining blood off her voluptuous lips as I take control of the blade.  A feeling of utter power and domination consumes me.  Quivering, I glide the tool through her with brooding ease - like a lie cuts through a pure heart. I let the blood drain, and run its course over her sweaty skin.  It’s a shade of red I’ve never seen; slightly surreal and immortal almost.  Taking in the whole essence of her, I lick up her blood – there is something rather sinister about its taste.  It’s cold.  It burns my tongue like the frigid winter sleet.  She caresses my face gently, and pulls me in close.  She made love to my blood stained lips, gently whispered, “Sleep well, my love,” and guided my head unto her malicious breasts of deception.  My body throbbing; my blood curdling; my skin turning pale – I close my eyes, and reminisce of how I’d been seduced by Death.

Current Mood:
naughty sinister
Current Music:
Garbage ~ "Use Me"
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Her eyes, flooded by her tears of sorrow and pain, her heart, skipping beats from her fear and regret, her hands, trembling with nervousness and anxiety, she mouthed, "I love you," and gave away her heart.
Current Mood:
content content
Current Music:
Muse ~ "Sing for Absolution"
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My foot sinks farther into the throttle - not willing to save itself. The steering wheel violently thrusts itself back and forth, back and forth.  The radio is screaming at me - louder and louder.  I close my eyes and pretend the brakes are as broken as I am. Blood rushes through my veins faster than the vitals in the engine.

Suddenly - just as a bird flying into freedom, I spread my arms and laugh.  Flying free - soaring into the headlines. My mind ceases its constant whirling and I feel more alive than ever before. Sadly, that feeling didn't last...

Current Mood:
contemplative contemplative
Current Music:
Kidney Theives ~ "Spank Me"
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Sacred roses of the heart wither away into the ashes of memories faded.  I prick my finger on the thorns that once savored those memories.  Blood trickles down my finger - the finger that used to touch your face with the truest of love - and I can taste you again.  I can feel you wrap yourself around me, like a blanket in need of love.

 My heart explodes within me, and my blood flows thicker, faster, hotter - so hot it burns.  And it burns so good.  It burns like I once did when in your arms.  The only thing that held me tighter was your endless gaze - which made me want to sink into oblivion with you forever.

 I drown in my longing for you.  Choking on each touch we once shared; my face- blue as the sky we would once lie under; my skin - cold as your heart for me now; my heart - no longer willing to pulse.  I rest my head where you once held it so close to you -  and I breathe in my last breath - whispering your name - and I smile.

Current Mood:
creative creative
Current Music:
"Broken Home" ~ Papa Roach
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