

White KnightOnce a young man roamed the earth, From place to place and hearth to hearth, He left his home to search for glory, And to make a hero's story.White Knight
He sought to right the wrongs of man, Yet, as he journeyed he began, To lose sight of his heart's desires, The real world crushed his castle's spires.
He lost his faith in just and good, His hopes and dreams scoured by blood, A cynic wanderer he became, His heroic notions scourged in flame.
The last day's journey from his home, He stumbled on a distressed girl, He cut down would-be rapists there, &n


Untitled8Five thousand years weve slain ourselves, Across this land that God forsook, Countless blood drops stain the sands, Within the hourglass of Father Time, As Deaths horrid visage grins upon, The endless wars that weve begun, We kneel in Churches, pray in vain, For a peaceful solution to ourselves.Untitled8
The Fallen Children ask in whispers, What is it that we have done? And Human Nature answers, Within you I was born.


Untitled5On one side sets the golden sun, Spreading brilliant rainbowed hues, On the other rises the full moon, Muted in its borrowed blue, And in between them walks the mortal, He treks the line twixt night and day, His soul and conscience hang in balance, As he wanders on his way.Untitled5
On one side; fading, brilliant beauty, On the other; humble, rising night, And in between them walks the mortal, Choosing which path to alight, He walks the line twixt man and Icarus, And smiles brightly at his race, They ask him which choice is the right one, You each mu


Bred for SlaughterAngelic girl taught by her father, Faith in God will bring you love, Beautiful, innocent, like her mother, Unspoiled, like a singing dove.Bred for Slaughter
Angelic girl goes off to college, Brimming full with faith in God, Beautiful, innocent, sure of knowledge, Naïve to humans cruel facades.
Angelic girl meets pretty smile, Falls so deep in love with him, Unwittingly she is defiled, And left for dead upon a whim.
Corrupted girl returns to family, Her faith in God is now a lie, Her pale face glowing oh so wanly, As she sees the bitter tear
| I'm an author, I dabble in photography but my digital editing laptop is... having.. technical difficulties at the moment so I cant upload any of my pictures. Im pretty reclusive in real life but I am willing to answer any question about anything Ive been through and comments are always appreciated. So are friend requests and everything else. So a small update, I downloaded a few pictures and photographs I've done off my facebook, theyre not as high def as they are on my mac (which I use for digital editing) but at least they're up there. I HAD a deviantart account (HaploMontbank) a very long time ago and decided to just make a new one instead of uploading there. I dont really write or do any of this anymore due to the fact that Im pretty burnt out on life right now which kills my motivation for all of these things. |