| Gracie was 13. 13 when it all happened, the castle, the vampire, the roses. Even as she lay in black silk lined coffin she remembered, even when she died and floated away she remembered. It was April 26th 1888, around 11:30 p.m. The night seemed to swallow the world, but Gracie wasn't afraid. She loved the dark, she felt as though it whispered secrets into her ears and wrapped her in a warm cloak of safety. Tonight was the night that the vampire chose to come out. He had no name, or at least not one that Gracie remembered. All she remembered were those icy blue eyes that glittered in the night like two jewels she wanted to hold tightly in her hand. He walked up to her, cloak billowing in an unfelt wind and took her hand. The hand that was to warm his cold heart soon. They walked silently into the night, Gracie wondering where they were going, the vampire planning.It was only when the girl was seated across from the vampire dressed in a simple black dress that he found himself thinking of her. A beautiful black rose he called her. Her raven black hair became blue than back to black as the firelight danced over it with tiny incoherent steps.Night came to a close and the vampire sat in the garden, surrounded by his black death roses.It was than that he felt a a tiny tug on his sleeve. He looked down into the purple eyes of the child he had taken home that night. Wordlessly she climbed onto his lap and tucked her head under his chin. Involuntarily, his arms came around her and held her close. Blood tears fell from his eyes, and the girl looked up at him, her own eyes filled with pain. His pain. Now he knew more than ever he had to kill her. A human, let alone a child could not bear the burden of a vampire's pain. Leaning in slowly, he kissed her gently on the lips and sank his teeth into her neck. She did not struggle, just lay still in his arms, her own salty tears making tracks down her pale cheeks. As she died, images flowed into her brain. One stuck out and she clung to it like the vampire clung to the darkness. This was love. The pain, the tears, and the sacrifices. This was love. And so ends the story of the vampire's rose. |
"Welcome to a world of a strange girl, where anything is possible, where images reflect feelings, where the heart loves and the soul laughs."
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
The vampire's rose
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Notice

Out in the rain
I see your shadow,
I run in pain
& pass with sorrow.
As I stay away
I see you gaze,
you turn your face
& notice this day.
-You notice me
in the rain,
your lady's wet
with face in pain.
you only see
only me
freezeing to death
with cold indeed.-
You come close,
I step back,
you see
and hold on my hand.
Hold me and notice
that you always had
my hand, desire
and loveness only in this land.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
unos videos fav...
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una de atreyu:
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etc.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnPmL0ErmYQ&search=lacuna%20coil
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7uQD0eYGFQ&search=siouxsie
Tears
Suicide Note #2

To whomsoever may my lover be
when you read this poetry
know every poem I ever wrote
whether it is my own
or a quote
please remember every one
is the story my undone
sad, happy, death obsessed
when writing, not possessed
every word I wrote was true
ever word applies to you
scream away, I do not care
for if am no longer there
I talked and wrote of suicide
these ones which I wrote I wrote and I cried
as soon as all of these poems are readthen I will be officially dead
Death
Thursday, April 27, 2006
confesions of a demon

In the corner is the dark knight
You can barely see him but always stays just out of sight
"Thy soul isn't ready for me"
He said when you try to fully see
"Soon you will be under my torn wing"
"For lust & greed I will bring"
"I am doomed to change men"
"To bring forth all their sin"
"I will welcome you with open arms"
"Except these arms will only bring you harm"
"My promises I will never keep"
"I will lock you in this eternal sleep"
"I will be those dark voices"
"That always mock you in your choices"
<<..have a nice night...let the bed bugs eat you>>
Monday, April 24, 2006
lost hopes.....
Saturday, April 08, 2006
One Good Friend
is all that you need.
They have to be honest,trust
worthy, and easy to read.
One person who will
always be on your side.
With no distrust or deceit,
with nothing to hide.
You have to be able
to tell them a secret.
And believe that, for sure,
they will always keep it.
You have to be ablet
o tell them your past.
If they try to comfort you,
your friendship will last.
You have to be able
to tell them whats wrong.
If they're a good friend,
they'll help you along.
Too bad best friends
are not easy to find.
Life would be easier,
if best friends were assigned.
and as they are not,
I shall tell you all
I have my friends
and I love them all....
Theyre the ones
that make me smile.
theyre the ones
that make me feel.
Theyre always near me
I they keep me near.
They hug me
and I feel truely great.
*_dedicated to my real friends...no names, because you guys know who you are.....remember me..because if I die & you never know..... I'll go back to tou guys & kiss you all good night....Your only about 6 of my best friends....C.N.G.S.A.D.....hugs & kisses... & hope you all have a fucking nice vacation!!!_*
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
no name....just untitled

the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, cold and alone are we.the emotion for which you sacrifice yourselfflares once, then dies,swept away by a velvet ebon nothingness.all hope must surely perish.your heart beats no more.how could you cause such hurt?lost souls surround us, crying,sanctuary.
A Love not known

I think of you all the time
not knowing what you will say
after a while i get the guts
then I chicken out and be myself once again
I see you Monday true Friday
hoping to see you Saturday and Sunday
as I talk to you I want to tell you
but I never have the guts
all I can say
I show are you
I love you with all my heart but yet
I cant bear to tell you how I feel
if I do then you might say no
and that will make me cry inside
after a while ill black it out
still my love for you will
stay there forever
and I know that i think of you
my poems are about you
since I see you I get the spark
without you I am nothing
but I really want to tell you
please read this .
Small chance but for me that is alot my
mind filled with thoughts of you
everyday I cry everyday
but you save me from myself
helping me out with one word or glance
I love you with all my heart just know that.....
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
The Death Lullaby

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Monday, April 03, 2006
Kiss of inmortality
| Swoop in through the windowas I rush from the curtains you grab me in your foul lust thrown on the worn bed I lay there helplessly as you come ever closer Your form changes again now from wings to arms your eyes pierce mine your presence, dark and cold. Yet your face is mysteriously charming beneath the evil appearance Our eyes lock, mine in horror yours in a deathly fantasy Then you give me a slow smileto show your incisor sharp teeth resistance is no longer a choice my eyes linger on you sensually You malice gleams with beauty A solace waiting to be destroyed All now I can desire is you As you take my soul with your smile I do not protestas you trespass over the boundaries I'm lost in a tranceby your deadly stare. Silently, you unsheathe your cloak slipping off your silk shirt softly you crawl on top I can only watch, paralyzed whether in fear or lustas your charm takes hold I fall into ecstasy with you. and you give your sins to me. soothingly you begin to caress my neck under the tangling sheets we stay as my purity is stolen away Innocence means nothing more to me You twirl my hair in your long fingernails and I shutter at such a feeling as your claws stroke my veins I would have run and hid for my life if you were not so amazingly beautiful And I would have shivered in fear if your arms were not around me so tight calmly you look into my questioning eyes I can only hope you will end my agony fast I know I've fallen hard in death's arms but its better than dying in a lonely way my life, your elixir, it all the same I'll feed off your love as you feed of my blood pierce my skin with your smile and fangs as my face becomes paler every second I will remember you with no regrets to my death but I had no clue you had another surprise in store.... You say you can make me be with you forever If I am strong and willing enough to live and give in and we can fly through the night for eternity The opportunity is too exciting to pass up so I agree to your bribes to be yours eternally and the only way you can do it is to give me the sweet, agonizing, luscious kiss of immorality. with razor sharp claws you willingly scrape yourself so the blood will flow and even as I am fading away from you painful bite you lean closer to me I struggle to breath drip by drip the blood is draining from me you wait till the last moment before my heart gives out then a final kiss you give your lips gushing with blood touch mine that have become so cold. the instant your tongue caresses mine the life flows back into mestronger...love lier than before I am consumed by your gaze you don't pull away too fast but linger for a moment we lay there together for a while curled up in the blood-stained sheets the two wound punctures on my neck heal instantly by the vampires power Hand in hand, we step up to the window you first flew through to capture me once was you victim, I am now a lover together we fall from the 11 stories high singing sweet songs of love and lust and right before we crash to the ground We spread our wings and off into the night we fly the full moon ever above us always watching as we fly together for eternity because you gave me the kiss of immortality. |
Thursday, March 30, 2006
>_<
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Sally's Song.....& my song too
| I sense there's something in the wind That feels like tragedy's at hand And though I'd like to stand by him Can't shake this feeling that I have The worst is just around the bend And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I think it's not to be What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd In their enthusiastic cloud Try as I may, it doesn't last And will we ever end up together? no, I think not, it's never to become For I am not the one |
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
¿Por qué?..¡¿Por qué?!
| coño!!...coño!!!........¡¿Por qué a mi?!....yo qué hice?? diganmelo....que no tienen con saber que me pudro por dentro & que soy una idiota & lo acepto...?? carajo, por qué son asi??..& dicen que les importo??.... pues no parece, solo quieren que sea otra, quieren que sea una farsa..... bueno creo que tendre que hacerlo, como buena maquina que soy.....no tengo amor, cariño ni comprension......solo un cuerpo & mi alma destrozada... me iré, no se cuando, nose a donde, pero sé que acabaré en un accidente......morire & seré feliz alfin... |
Monday, March 27, 2006
Oh dear..u_u
| You know I don't talk that much, that I hide in silence.... but besides that I do love, I love thee. I love you, yes you, you young man man that doesn't even care if I die. That doesn't care if I cry & if I'm shy.... You talk about that girl with me & a friend.. but you don't know that my heart wants yours... You talk & talk & just put a fake smile, I kind of don't talk to anyone but you make me smile.. I have a smile a broken heart, & the wishes that your love can be at a time mine.... |
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Solo pensamientos...

Estoy sola & no lo lamento, de hecho me gusta estar así....el silencio divino & mis pensamientos extraños...
Me persigue una mujer, diciendo que me quiere sin sentirlo, me abraza de la forma más sin sentido que jamás eh visto...
Mi can me persigue & llora al no estar con él...el felino se acuesta en mis piernas de la forma más cómoda al parecer....
Lloro sin razón, rio de forma exagerada acompañada de las sombras & la pared.....mis manos tiemblan sin tener un porqué & mi corazón parece haber dejado de latir ya que no lo escucho.....
Mis joyas parecen antiguedades & mis manos de un hombre.....mis ojos pequeños delineados con exageración...mi brazo izquierdo con cinco cortadas gracias al compás & mi espalda mayugada de tanto navajear......
Sé que a lo mejor no tengo amigos......pero si tengo & ese amigo es la soledad...
Friday, March 17, 2006
Crazy days....
Day where In my dungeon, or so called school, every slave could go in his/her night close.....Wednesday.... ![]() .....every slave came as if they where Matilda's mom (from the movie Matilda), or as some people would call or name as freaks, geeks or "nacos".... Monday...... ![]() .....where everyone brought a "hat" or something to wear on there head....Tuesday.... ......Where some came as nerds...Thursday.... ....Where we didn't have even clases ,but just junk music & stupid so called entertainmet & fun, but they left best for last......Today morning /Friday (no photos ....u_u sorry) |
Letras
|
"No tomes importancia a tu entorno, debes recordar que serás intemporal,nada deberá sacarte del sopor en el que te encuentras, serás incorruptible."
"Una nocje de verano
estaba abierto el balcón
& la puerta de mi casa,
la muerte a mi casa entró.
Se fue acercando a su lecho,
ni siquiera me miró,
con unos dedos finos
algo muy tenue rompió.
Silenciosa & sin mirarme,
la muerte otra vez pasó
delante de mí.¿Qué has hecho?
La muerte no respondió.
Mi niña quedó tranquila,
dolido mi corazón.
¡Ay, lo que la muerte ha roto
era un hilo entre los dos!"
"Tarde tranquila, casi
con placidez de alma,
para ser joven, para haberlo sido
cuando Dios quiso,para
tener algunas alegrías...lejos
& poder dulcemente recordarlas."
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Together Forever
| Walking all alone, not knowing what to do; I see a boy with some velvet too. He's in the light, I watch in the shadows. He gets my sent & looks around. He looks to were I am for only I stay still, he walks to the darkness, he walks pass me.. As I start walking I feel a hand, he's behind me graving my hand. He looks at me with tender eyes, he looks so familiar to me. He comes closer, & gives me a sweet kiss.. He wispers in my ear: "oh my dear, it's time now.." Now I remember, Now I know why... Now I know that I will nearly die, that I shall become inmortal for the rest of my life. He kisses my neck, he says it will be quick. The fangs pass trough my skin, the blood sucked to his mouth. |
I feel so weak & also pain,
he looks at me with tender eyes,
he cuts himself & gives me blood,
So I stand up & now where together forever....
Made by me....
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
I wish I died....

Sometimes I wish so much to die, |
Made by me...the unwanted girl
Idiota...una completa idiota
Are you ready for the snow to fall?
There must be more to love than this,
the long-term torture, short-term bliss
But am I ready for the snow to fall?
And now that we are long apart,
and still we nurse our broken hearts,
our conversations stilted, stark-
(the scars of love have left their mark-
[or have we ever loved at all?])
Are we ready for the snow to fall?
Everything is an End
Come moonbathe with me, my pale memory-
-touch skin to frigid stone.
Hush-- let the raindrops intone the lullaby.
Sink back down, far from harm;
subside and gaze into the cavernous sky
caught-- in my automatic arms.
When you watched the bloody sky
you avoided the look in my eyes.
The moon was not for you:
deep in the summer's decay,
you preferred the gaudy
death throes of the day--
but when the shadow fingers twined
like psychedelic vines
up the flat grantie,
you had to face me.
The end is near.
Come sing with me, my pale memory--
swim that stale symphony.
By choice, you are so shallow as a whole,
that as you founder in the void,
you won't understand what I stole.
If there is a god,
he hates me to weave this
pinpricked belveteen sky;
as though they'll never see you again,
there are fears in my eyes;
for if your sunset flees my love,
he has forsaken us.
His sun is dead;I
killed him with my satin touch
,stain tainted his setting.
We haven't the strengthto ignite the blackness,
or dissolve in vitriol.We hope, but in this dark,
there is no light
to redeem ourselves-- in the end,
there is no meaning to life.
You let me fly awhile;
I'm but a man-child.
That cold fatemonger,
stripped of tactful excuses,
whoring sex's uses and abuses,
let me soar awhile;
I'm but a man-child,
smoking out the window
,tapping ashes in the night,
in the nieghbor's house a white light--
through a red curtain;
Everything is an end.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Relatos...
A lo que llegan los relatos entre madre & hija... Bueno les contaré lo que me dijo mi querida madre al estar en el auto camino a casa... (entre risas & otras locuras)..."madre, ¿recuerdas cuando estaban construyendo la casa de mi tío & salté del segundo piso?.."...si, recuerdo muy bien que caiste & todos quedamos callados, te regañó tu tía & solo nos ignoraste & volviste a hacerlo.."...(risas)..."si, lo recuerdo muy bien....& ¿te acuerdas cuando me aventé a la alberca & ni siquiera sabía nadar?.." (termina de reir).."oh si!....todos nos metimos apresurados por tí..tu solo saliste con tu carita de entre susto & ahogada.....pero lo volviste a hacer...."...(volvemos a reir)...."eso no lo recordaba.."....Si siempre tenias tus actos suicidas... hasta miedo me daba dejarte sola....tenías esa maña de desengancharte de tu "arnés" & esconderte entre la ropa cuando hibamos a disneylandia...." (risas)(fin) ¿Quien lo diría?...desde tan pequeña sentía deseos de morir....já...qué cómico nunca lo imagine... se me es muy agradable & a la vez gracioso saber de mis "actos suicidades infantiles"....simplemente un relato de madre & hija... |













