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#nightdwellers I'm not in control anymore... Late into the night you make my muscles shake and quiver. You have stolen my body from me and I gladly surrender it to you.
#nightdwellers You want a cuppa love. No. Alright just me then. Stick the kettle on. Switch it on and off twelve times. Must be divisible by four and not thirteen. Clickity clickity click.
#nightdwellers Sweat dripping down my face, Running - Running at an ever increasing pace, Shadows are old friends that hide me, Around every lamp-post past every tree...
#nightdwellers. I wield a sword of darkness,. And a staff of black night wrath,. My toxins are my tonics,. And I bathe in blood filled baths,. I live on moonlit sugar,.
#nightdwellers. We walk on our own,. In the Witching Hour,. Painting the world a dark black,. With pens in our hands,. And cats at our heels,. And midnight pitch cloaks on our backs,.
#nightdwellers If you are outside of your world Where your morales spin and twirl Observing the chaos from others Does your sympathy show where it matters.
Time to hit tiredness on the head, And join the living dead. Sleeping until the day. When the undead come out to play. ©Odd #nightdwellers Night all..
#nightdwellers I've never felt so alone. Although I'm not on my own. Surround by people... yet here I am, The only one stood still in the sea of the damned.
I think I've found an answer... To why we #nightdwellers are. Only black ink can be inspired... By the black in the night so far. We'll stay up late to do it, It's a part of our poetic soul.
#nightdwellers ** This actually happened to me a month ago. ** Start of holidays sitting on a plane, happy as can be on my way to Spain. I recline my seat but it doesn't move.
Lying here upon the bed, a pitchfork sticking through my head He came to me whilst it was dark and rammed it through me to leave his mark As twisted eyeball watches him, My skull now cracked and...
#nightdwellers. It's too hot and I just can't sleep. I'm so tiered but I can't get 40 winks. The house is quiet as is the street. I'm too sticky and hot from this heat. Browsing the web late at night.
Huh that Opuss you ignore You know, the one that's too long and distorted English it uses To think someone actually put their time into writing it #nightdwellers.
#nightdwellers Are you feeling erotoxic Are you on, not off the wall Inspiration upped and left And your muse has missed your call Do you sit up late at night With sweaty tortured brow You know you...
#nightdwellers. I made a wish, it wasn't to a flying star,. Or a copper coin in a fountain, thrown afar,. It wasn't a prayer, or a passing remark,. It was a sign, a release, a trusting start,.
#nightdwellers Darkness falls and silence sweeps. Lights go off and the city sleeps. The broken hearted silently weep, as lovers dream of each other to hold and keep.
#nightdwellers It ate the darkness, It killed the moon. It scared away the vampires. It bought about their doom. It stopped the spider webs. It made the werewolves run. It ended the witches brewing.
#nightdwellers Once upon a time a beautiful woman called Maria, lived in a small town in Mexico. Not only was she beautiful, she was also very arrogant.
#household #nightdwellers I will admit this sounds a bit Macbethy though that's unintentional...
I once locked up a very bad man. I engaged him in conversation as is my thing. I asked him why he does the things he does. His reply both haunts and inspires me: "It's not about how hard you are.
#nightdwellers I gave my all to you You threw half away Handed me back in two Unloved you'd say I gave more than plenty You threw reasons away Handed me back on empty Unloved you'd say I came...
When darkness falls And I'm left alone The voice taunts and haunts Chills me to the bone. It knows all my secrets All my fears and my guilt Wraps it's poison around me Like a soiled, rotten quilt.
#household #nightdwellers The darkness envelopes me as I lay here awake Every sound is magnified by my insomnia Tick tock tick tock from the clock Like an echoing abyss The darkness fabricates...
#household. #nightdwellers. Darkness falling. Madness calling. Or am I already there. The magic of the night. Tells me. Something's in the air. The poet's pencil. Fever twitched.