July 20th, 2008 @ 4:26AM
A Thing Alive
I feel the dark as a thing alive
Pulling and stalking my fragile
Soul from the inside out and
Oh, how simple it would be to
Step softly into that familiar
Embrace, wrapped in arms
Of icy comfort and solitude
To settle easily into that old
Routine of sickness and despair.
But I’ve come too far into the light
And seen the truth with wide open
Eyes and flown on the winds of the
World of dreams and I must not
Fall prey to the temptations and
Promises of the black of the void.
So I’ll struggle along in rock solid
Determination, resigned to the truth
That the dark is alive and that it will
Never let me go willingly and with
Hope and prayers of perseverance,
Will I stand fast against the saccharine
Lure of that insistent voice of unreason.
Crystal Rhynes
2008
June 29th, 2008 @ 10:16AM
June 22nd, 2008 @ 12:04PM
My Daughter is experimenting with some creative writing....
I always wanted a tattoo, but I never thought my first tattoo would be the bullet you plunged through my heart.
I always wanted a lot of piercings, I just never thought I would have to call a hundred scars up my wrists "piercings".
So when you watch the bandages fall down off my body, and reveal the words, I love you, know that I never got over you.
If I did, you wouldn't be sitting in the hospital waiting room, waiting for the doctor to come out and say, "she didn't make it".
I won't go up to "heaven" I'll be down in Hell thanking the devil for taking all the pain away.
London Altman 2008
May 18th, 2008 @ 2:47PM
April 14th, 2008 @ 3:37PM
Stasis
I feel the single malicious purpose
As the dark closes about me steadily
Seeking to devour my light and throw
My soul into the old familiar stasis
Of chaos, leaving behind no trace that
Reminds the world of who I could have
Been, save for a footprint or two glowing
With the cold black negativity of the void.
Crystal Rose Rhynes
2008
April 13th, 2008 @ 11:52AM
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.
1 Peter 5:8
I hate this side of the circle....
April 6th, 2008 @ 6:42AM
The Flame
All alone through seemingly endless years
I valiantly protected a simple tiny flame
That refused to die out in the crushing
Blackness of the void, though I chose
To dwell within it almost voluntarily.
Harsh and rough and violent were the
Hands that pushed and pulled and
Controlled me in that dark and lonely
Abyss trying with a desperate evil to
Suffocate and extinguish my tiny flame.
But somewhere high above all that chaos
A faint light glowed steadily and inviting
And it called to my tiny flame with words
Of undeniable truth and unending love
Offering a comfort I could not even imagine.
Then all unexpected the familiar hands of a
Warrior reached into that black insanity and
With a song of triumph pulled me free as my
Tiny flame rejoined that eternal light while the
Souls of angels lifted voices of everlasting joy.
Crystal Rose Rhynes
2008
March 22nd, 2008 @ 8:06AM
March 15th, 2008 @ 12:33PM
TODAY'S THE DAY!!!!!!
I can't believe I get a second chance!
Only God can know how grateful I am. I'm gonna wake up as Mrs. Bill Rhynes tomorrow morning. It's about time.
March 8th, 2008 @ 8:47AM
Well.....
Dogs might be man's best friend...
But I think the woman who has to clean up should be able to kick their butts....
Awwwww...and now they're all worn out....
Jerks.
Ghostie:
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aorpete:
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