Shadow-Moonseye

                           "Here is the threshold, beyond lies the gate. In its twisted passages, we lie in wait." Wait! Hold on just a minute there, I'd like to speak to you. Before you go any further, that is. Yes, you, the one with the pretty green-blue eyes. You have such pretty eyes. Has anyone ever told you that? Such pretty eyes, you should be told more often, your kind never pays any attention to the pretty eyes, always more focused on the body, not the eyes and the soul they hold within, such pretty eyes like yours, its no wonder you came here through the gate. I don't know how you found it. And truth be told, I don't really care. J

                                “Come, observe the plans within plans within plans…”                    “Sirrah, why are we dallying here? We have much to do, armies to gather, cities to raze, people to oppress! Why do we waste time?”                    Sidelle raised her eyes from the map spread before her, fixing her icy gaze on the young half-blood before her. “Elra…You have been one of my most avid followers, one of the first to heed my call.”                    The half-orc swallowed before nodding.                    “I want to show you something, Elra.” She tapped a calloused fi

Eighty nine. Its late, and I’m running on sheer willpower. I’m surprised I’m still able to function at all, but that’s okay. I’d never sleep again if it meant I could talk to you for a second longer. It’s kinda strange and odd and funny, but my taste in music seems to be changing, or rather, broadening. I’m listening to this softer stuff more often. The only problem with that is that the songs I like seem to be sad, and that makes me sad. I wonder if that’s why I cry so much anymore. Three. If I look out my window right now, I can see the stars. Science says that stars are balls of super heated and s

I hate overcast skies With grey sheet clouds Swallowing up the sun The air so thick You can feel it pushing, Resisting your presence                 (maybe what we all need is a little shove) I love the rain When the pregnant clouds split And spill long unshed tears The cleansing drops pounding, Pouring upon a Sin soaked earth                 (here’s where the sinners take shelter from the storm) I  love fog seas Where untold shapes lurk Just beyond reach The thick mist obscuring, Confusing the lost and Damned and searching soul                 (it’s the hidden horrors that we really fear) I hate thunder Wi

          “Flesh and blood can be replace by cold, unloving machine, but at what cost? Are we willing to sacrifice our own humanity for a few improvements? How much can be lost before we become more machine than man?”                 I am a machine.                 The assassin stared numbly at her hands, her mechanized eyes cutting through the dark, picking out the tiniest details hidden in shadow. She turned her hands over

Here I am The invisible one Hidden under a mask Of false smiles And tittering laughs Here I am The silent one Forgotten in the back Friends wanted Labeled for attack Here I am The strange one Sitting in the dark Long forgotten Miles apart Here I am The lost one Straying from the path Seeking guidance Fearing wrath Here I am The troubled one Standing in the hall Hood up Blind to the world Here I am The fallen one Passing through the crowd No hope For the faithless and lost Here I am The failed one Crouched at a desk Given up Struggling on Here I am The broken one Lying on the floor Going nowhere Shatt

Muckiness and Murkiness This fuzzy line between Two absolutes Few know who I am Not accepting that I am there To them there is no murk Just two bleak hard lines Yet that is not entirely true There is that space That place few live Between the dark and light On the edge of meek and might I am scorned by those in white Noses turned up at the grime And continue on their pretentious way Just as well, those in black Refuse to see me too Tainted by white, unfit for their dark ways Good is far too strict and Evil far too chaotic For the likes of me I walk between the shadow And the light So I may find my way The light guides

Wars are fought without bloodshed And peace is won through love Angels bring such fear and hate That empires are won and lost Demons spread their arms so wide Offering shelter and hope Corporate faces cease to lie And actually give a care Individuals feel part of life Not that they are worlds apart Fire burns so cold And ice freezes boiling hot Darkness brings no evil harm Children laugh in its embrace Brightness ushers in no good Darkest deeds hidden in the light Brother loves brother while Friend helps friend Children teach us all we need Giving wisdom to older folk Myths live outside dusty pages Vivid creatures of the

I can feel the voices Crawling through my brain Angry, And so full of pain They whisper things Thoughts that aren’t my own They tell me That I am not alone I cannot escape No matter how I run Nothing drowns them They won’t be shut out There is no sanctuary There is no respite In crowded halls I hear them Clamoring above Everywhere I turn Everywhere I run They’re there! Screaming and yelling and cursing my name Fantasies that terrify Dreams that horrify Comforting and soothing and purring my name Offers of peace Options of rest I need only to give in I cannot sleep I cannot dream For the madness tha