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A Dark Love w/pics
A Dark Love w/pics A Dark Love Scottv69 The hollow ring of silence tolls within the empty mausoleum of my heart. It's eerie bells resound within the deep, dark halls of my soul. My mind is violently shaken by the fierce winds of love forever lost. For I have been left behind to suffer in the dismal chambers of emotional distress forever more to wail in torturous agony. I am besieged by the deepest longing and cry out to the abysmal darkness for her return, screaming," Oh, my darling Christine, how I mourn for thee and beg the heavens for your return to me. Upon the cruel, taunting night winds a sweet, sensual voice gently calls out to me. I tremble, feeling the force of the terrible winds of change sweep coldly over me. My soul writhes with fear. Yet slowly without thought nor<b> control </font></b>of what I do, I begin to follow that haunting voice through the haunted, mist enshrouded woods. At the end of my long arduous journey I come upon a lonely, crumbling old mausoleum crouching upon a craggy, windswept hill. Silently I stand before it's ancient door feeling impotent and alone in the darkness of the night, praying for a miracle. Gently I push the creaky, old door open with a trembling hand and fearfully enter into the darkness. I am greeted by eerie shadows dancing wildly upon the cold, wet, smoky walls in harmony to a lonely, unearthly, haunting melody. Suddenly from the darkness A soft, vibrant voice calls out to me, saying "Come to me my love." I sob uncontrollably, "My dearest Christine, how I've missed the soothing warmth of your gentle caress upon my cheek and the softness of your kiss upon my lips. Without you, my love I cannot go on, nor bear to live without you. The royal realm of my heart's joy has been enshrouded by the fiery mists of unbearable sorrow. There is no happiness to be found within my darkened soul. It is compassed about by the marauding dark armies of painful loss. My mind has lain upon the bloody battlefield of torturous agony, and the hounds of apathy grow hungrily at my guts. My senses are strangled by the cold hand of despair. Dark legions of dismay beguile me to no end, my love. The hallowed fields of my joy have been destroyed by your leaving. I have been left helpless and alone to lie in the sack cloth and ashes of bitter mourning and . From out of the darkness, my Christine at last speaks. "My love, all shall be well with thee, for the precious day of our reuniting is close at hand, and you shall have to suffer no more. Come to me, my sweet love, let us sit together once more and I shall make everything better. Slowly, disbelievingly I stumble, mesmerized toward her unearthly voice. My thumping heart becomes frozen in my chest at the sight of her blazing, auburn hair, and eerie, haunting ,bright green eyes. My senses become intoxicated by the gleaming golden urn filled with bloody carnations and aromatic black roses. Suddenly all sense of self<b> control </font></b>is drained from my quivering body as her dark visage rises, and floats slowly toward me. The powerful scent of death and decay assaults me, as she takes me into her long arms and pulls me close. I close my eyes in fear, as she sinks her long sharp fangs into my uplifted throat. The last thing I see before my life ebbs slowly from my veins is the swirling blue-grey smoke of the blackened candles as it slowly rises to the ivy covered vaulted ceiling of my new home. Wolves begin to howl as though welcoming me, as my lovely Christine lies me in her golden crypt to await the coming of my renaissance into the dark underworld. |
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Dark Angels , Fav # 10 , XOXO
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Great Post my Friend.
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