Tea. Magick. Blood.

I am Adrian Adelyte. Vampire // Witch // Demon. I write rambling distortions and nightmare tales.

[audiovisual-dept]

[zoorex78]

Sunday

[cobaltnights]

[grayraincloud]

[teamagickblood]

Forget-me-not

There are demons in my waking,

Seeping from those lonely,

Forgotten places of the room.

As the cold drags me in,

Fingers trailing down my spine,

I yearn for a simple solace

That has been out of reach

Since the beginning of my eternity.

The unyielding spirit inside of me

Screams and bites at my ribcage

And the dream whispers to me,

Just breathe,

But how can I make the ghosts within

Just shut the fuck up

When we are naught but fragments.

Reminders of past wounds

Still trickle fresh blood as

The drips become echoes

Of a past of pain and abandonment.

Salty tracks playing the soundtrack

Of my pieced-together past,

A warning edged in discarded razors,

Pieces that would make you regret

The shape of my shadow.

Yet as we mourn the burial

Of yet another tatter of our

Oh-so fragile web of existence,

We crave the dream of tomorrow,

And rebel against the reaching

Amnesia that trails from our cold lips.

I plead against the nature of us

That comes as naturally as

The seemingly eternal

Spinning of the stars,

While I reach with battle-scarred hands

Towards the effervescent dawn of you.

[glossy-bb]

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talexanderr

[vhspositive]

[zoorex78]

My brain before monday…

[teamagickblood]

Stitched

I’m falling apart

Picking up tatters of skin

Making a patchwork picture

Of who I was

Of who I am

Of who I want to be.

A Frankenstein concoction

Viewed best at an angle.

[thebittercocoa]

[pastelhitachiin]

[reddokkaebe]

OilSlick~ [anim.]

[antigonick]

To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.

Mary Oliver, excerpt of “In Blackwater Woods”, from Devotions (via antigonick)

[f-u-g-i-t-i-v-o]

[untrustyou]

[tachiikoma]

[teamagickblood]

Mik

I feel you in the air tonight

Scars from my past peeling back

Laying up at night in a tent by the lake, fingers drifting

Dancing in a haunted house of horrors, lights pulsing

Holding hands with my lover close by, chest aching

Knees touching with eyes caught on a screen, controllers clicking

Laughter and urgency over microphones, zombies pursuing

Looking down from above, knuckles scraped and bleeding

Nothing was ever so simple and clean

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