Asylum's blog: "Story time"

Consumed by darkness in a world of full of many options and opinions circling about, being confused not knowing what step is right or wrong. Confessions upon the darkness your pondering if a choice to fall forth to the light growing attachment to something not ment to happen or is it the choice to fall deeper into the darkness making the best choice of them all making life visible to your mind and heart After years fade by the darkness starts to blend your life as if it was all a dream world but is more of a spark of purity tying lost souls of imperfection to a matter of dull mindless insanity. Troting upon the lost souls if imperfection your own life appears in the eyes who were forgotten or not to be known to a world that glims without a trace of existing knowledge, meanless until now, so stop hiding about and take advantage of all that is known to you now or let ot go before the end of time consumes all

Standing outside the graveyard wall I dared not to go in and walk around, but I did anyway. Taking a step forward, I pushed the gates open. As the gates flew open they made a loud screeching noise that made my heartbeat faster and sent shivers up my spine. As I entered the graveyard, the air smelled musty. Fog was sliding across the moss covered ground and over the cracked tombstones. I felt a cold breeze of wind swipe across my bare neck. I tried pushing the fog to the side, but is swirled around my hand. Sliding my hand thru the fog, I smacked my hand across a tombstone. The tombstone was as cold as the wind blowing against my neck. As i continue walking deeper into the graveyard, I felt as if someone was behind me, I turned around slowly feeling someones cold hand press against my skin but there was no one there as i look towards the gate that I had walked through, it was shut and locked behind me. Pondering in my head I wondered how the gate had been shut behind me and locked without me hearing it. I turned back around and walked foward noticing a face in the woods ahead. Finally approaching the woods which seemed like miles away. While looking for the face that I had seen before was no longer were it was before, but as i took another step forward I fell upon a marsh lagoon. As i was getting up from the marsh lagoon, I felt hands all over my body as if they were trying to rip me part but they werent. The hands that i had been feeling where leading me towards a tombstone that was out in the middle of the marsh lagoon. Arriving upon the tombstone it said nothing it was completely blank. Next thing I know I was in the marsh lagoon staring at a dead body that has been there for only hours. Reaching out for the body it grabbed me and pulled me towards it. The body was pale, bruised and beaten. Looking at the body more closely I noticed it was an lover that I had years ago, as i continued to look at the naked body it pulled me up out of the water and started talking to me sayin this is all because of you, I'm dead in this marsh lagoon with a broken heart that you had broken when you found your dream girl, I came here to wait for you and talk to you how i felt about you but you never came until now. The naked dead girl continued to talk as if I was the one who had beaten her and raped her when it wasn't. Looking upon the dead body I was in the air being held up by my throat, her nails dug into my neck and threw me against the tombstone knocking me out for hours, when i finally woke up I was in my bed as if it never happened. I as was getting up for where i was laying my fiance woke up and wrapped her arms around me saying good morning hunny, giving her a deep kiss I told her i was goin 2 go take a shower, she looked at me and said ok and said make sure I that clean my neck. Walking into the bathroom I looked at my neck and saw 5 deep scratches on my neck if as my thrat had been cut, looking confused I asked my finace how i had gotten them but she didnt know all she knew was that they found in a graveyard half dead. I started the shower and the face of my ex lover had appeared in the steam i jumped back quick wondering what the fuck is goin on. The ex lover of mine was telling me to take care of my fiance and if I didn't she would come back to finish her job that wasn't finished.

Looking upon the beautiful dark sky, you see the sparkling of a special someones eyes, but the sparkle is only polaris (the north star). Pulling your attention off the star you start seeing more of this special someones face seeing the beautiful compliction against the dark sky. You wish you could reach outh and glide your finger tips against this beautiful compliction wishing is was your special someone. The sad thing is that its not really them every night. Looking more and more into the sky, you wish you could hold your special someone in your arms but can't, the good thing is that you will always have them in your heart until the day you die for all eternity.