The masks are off, the play is done. Players drifted off and right has won. I have no time nor inclination For false refutes and indignation. So what is left is left behind The play itself begins to unwind. The audience drifted away Empty theater and empty minds hold sway.
She had a black heart, Black as coal. Cold as a moonless winter. Wrapped it around her victims, Strangled them left them for dead. But they rose up Sent her an evil lover To wrap his dark mind around hers, Rip out what was left of her black heart. and he left her as a… Continue reading Black Heart
No heart has she, Her soul is blank. Empty as the sea, dark and rank. She lives in misery, In swamps of hate. There is no mystery, of her soulless state. She sucks the life leaves nothing but venom. Twists the knife Into her victim. Yet the joke you see is on her Who she… Continue reading Nothing but a ghost
Her break with reality is complete Her mind has met defeat. She skitters to and fro Nowhere to go But down and down Into the abyss Where all is amiss. Shattered mind, empty soul Destroys her role As lover so divine Vixen so sublime. You see she looked too close Saw the future as it… Continue reading Shattered mind
You think I don’t see you? You think I am naive. Slinking around on your belly while your curiosity you relieve Say hello to your little friends I know they are here too. I know you see By the things that you do. You are silly and strange Bought really cheap Information you arrange To… Continue reading Welcome little spy
Through the murky layers of time I remember you, The one that was my rock was so true. A friend forever at least that was what it seemed. We talked together, shared our dreams. From a distance we became close, Like sisters I thought. Until the day you turned I saw the face, the true… Continue reading Sisters Not
Living in a fantasy world creating their own reality A mind twisted and unfurled in a twisted fantasy. Never knowing the truth Because it is so foreign In her own little booth A carnival of one.
Such a pretty young face, to hide such a dark heart. To show no trace Of her black art. She weaves the pain The heartless schemes. Destroys the name, And all her dreams. Who knew such a vicious snake Could crawl and creep just for evil’s sake Disturb the sleep. Of other souls and beings… Continue reading Evil behind a pretty face
I wonder what it is about social media that brings out the exhibitionist in some people. It can really become cringe worthy after awhile. So here is my rant about how much is too much to post. Profile pictures seem to be just everything. I saw one with two men’s bare rear ends on a… Continue reading Exhibitionist
In psychiatry, pathological lying (also called compulsive lying, pseudologia fantastica and mythomania) is a behavior of habitual or compulsive lying.It was first described in the medical literature in 1891 by Anton Delbrueck. Pathological lying has been defined as “falsification entirely disproportionate to any discernible end in view, may be extensive and very complicated, and may… Continue reading Sociopathic Lying Pseudologia Fantastica and Mythomania