A Quiet Sin

Do you like poems?

yes! my favorites are The Tiger and the unnamed werewolf fridge poem

*sits forward in my wizard chair* Ah yes...i have just the remedy for such an ailment. *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a str

Tell me a story

Tell me a story, a story unheard

Where in whisper so silent

Only few can be lured

If we knew what they all meant

Our lust might be cured

For curiosity is the cats game

And satisfaction will purr

The greed for knowledge, a name,

Can be caught only by a word.

I read. Obsessively. Because, when I read, there is purpose to my loneliness.

Concept: it's 1am and you are reading your favorite novel. The world around you is asleep, sounds of the day have quieted and you are alone with your books and coffee or tea.

i see so much beauty in people and i wonder if they see the same in me

Shove the evil inside, by feeding the good.

Let no evil thought be unaccompanied by a kind act.

Let no sin be forgotten unless repented and replaced with a kindness.

Weather small or large it is the intention behind it that matters.

So let evil try, for I will kill it,

With my kindness

White Rabbit

When smothered in smoke,

We whisper white rabbit.

To settle our panic.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

Will you be afraid?

When nightmares inhabit? 

When you recall joy,

But can't reach and grab it?

And everyone has it.

You can't understand it.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

Patience burns too,

It wears out like fabric. 

Your senses subside,

they make way for static.

The flames will wreak havoc.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

And those you love most,

Will say you'll withstand it.

What good are their words?

When breathing grows rapid.

You’re lost and alone.

Ignored by the planet.

White rabbit, white rabbit.

It's bite might be rabid.

- Hayley Siemens