Touche' (Morrigan_Dubh).
But I wouldn't call it an obsession. Tis merely the subject matter of which
a project I'm working on consists, or so is my confession. So don't push me to the side just yet darlin; for what compels me so is that of my artwork and its attempt at startlin.
As a matter of fact, I have seen the Silent Hill movie, Draconysius. Besides that I despise
the modifications from the original story (makes it hard for sequels without another convoluted storyline), the pain and torture scenes were quite intense. But, it was great nonetheless. The Janitor, Pyramid Head... Priceless.
I do not worship death. I embrace it. Understanding that of which makes life so precious, can one, only then, experience greatness.
"When Bruning Hearts Collide"
As he sat there with his heart on fire, he raised his glass up to the sky and higher. And with a toast of love, he saluted her. It didn't last as long as he'd hoped, it never does. But it was great all the while. And sometimes when the moon's half full, he can still remember her smile. For when burning hearts collide, nothing shall die but the night left alive. Even in times of death they will still be there. Too bad no one mentioned that to him... the fear! Especially the revolver that sent the bullet to his head.
And on that night, next to the curbside. He spilled his mind and stole his life.
It's so sad no one told him that a revolver would shoot him dead.
Oh, what a glorious Christmas Eve. A cadaver and memories not left to leave. He never got the chance to say this but, "...goodnight and goodbye my sweet. You were my life." And when burning hearts collide, all will be engulfed in time. Even those once left alive. But maybe, just maybe, they'll meet in the afterlife. Cheers!
Here's hoping that love will never die twice...
For now, I bid adieu.