Thread: Journey's End - September 07

Such gastly incisions of unknown origin
burning as I walk near such an unholy land,
where demons sit and ghosts walk,
where the trees dance and eat the flesh of the air,
where a lone girl sits along the fence;
I stare and become intranced walking ever closer.
suddenly darkness [falls] to the earth
and incisions burn with unattainable hurt
and pain becomes crimson.
the girl smiles and stands to her feet.
she speaks with such unknown tounge
and I in return speak the unknown.
with [anger] in her eyes
she forms to something so undiscribable.
It spews such violence from it's mouth
as I stand and smile as it screams at me,
and when it is done I speak the unknown.
slowly it forms to it's gentalish state,
incisions flowing with blood but pain unheard of,
she smiles and vanishes as dust in the wind.
I faint to life or reality with only scars remaining
unable to tell if the journey was real or a dream

9-2-07
I've been writing all day so I figured why not