We do remember once we were wrong sacrificing everything for idols and stones likewise today for ghost and phantoms.
M.F. MoonzajerTag: gods idols ghost phantoms stones sacreficing
The thing you let Die within when you are Alive, will be carried with your Soul after Death.
Usha CosmicoTag: wisdom soul death emotions secrets spirituality desires spirit mysticism ghost after-death inferiority-complex unfulfillment
My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave... Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.
Simona PanovaTag: romance soul melancholy sadness death dead crying mystery sacrifice grave gothic young-adult dying graveyard funeral cry nightmare ghost cemetery sincere skies nightmarish odda
Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –
Simona PanovaTag: fear strength present power strong romance fiction weak weakness mystery force self-image play suspense castle gothic ruin queen young-adult powerful pretend nobody mysterious image destroy mask king everyone ghost general ruins inside outside destroyed everybody abandon gothic-romance stronghold fortress freya no-one devastated cardew fort
The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a gathering of severe mute brothers from a forbidden ancient order worshiping forgotten gods no one had ever heard of outside of the world of secret occult visions.
Simona PanovaTag: love romantic frost vision world god romance silence sinister dark darkness dream secret myth secrets trees mystery worship brothers gods sacrifice haunted ritual visions ancient tree gothic tower forest unknown young-adult mythology atmospheric deity land mysterious brotherhood atmosphere nightmare coldness brother cold numb heard forbidden occult order ghost silent rite pine occultism secretive ominous realm gothic-romance mute grey goth gray deities haunt severe nightmarish resemble noiseless benumbed forbid mystify mystifying tremendous
How can you see into my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb without a soul
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
Tag: soul spirit numb ghost evanescence
Oh God just look at me now... one night opens words and utters pain... I cannot begin to explain to you... this... I am not here. This is not happening. Oh wait, it is, isn't it?
I am a ghost. I am not here, not really. You see skin and cuts and frailty...these are symptoms, you known, of a ghost. An unclear image with unclear thoughts whispering vague things...
If I told you what was really in my head, you''d never let me leave this place. And I have no desire to spend time in hell while I'm still, in theory, alive.
Tag: reality weak crazy thoughts symptoms mental-health mental-illness ghost hospital cutting self-injury unreal self-harm derealization suicidal cuts frail psychiatric-hospital
And if sometimes, late at night in bed, I questioned whether or not I truly was insane, I told myself that it didn't matter. I was too happy to care.
Jessica VerdayTag: happy crazy caspian ghost crazies the-haunted
You win,” he panted. His fingers tightened on her hips as he shoved her back into the wall and kept her there. “I’m yours. Be gentle.
Airicka PhoenixTag: romance spooky halloween possession ghost airicka-phoenix betraying-innocence standalone
I believe ghost story writing is a dying art.
H. Russell WakefieldTag: ghosts ghost ghost-story ghost-stories
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