Welcome to the Worlde of a Fated Fey, one who walks the Shadows between the OtherSide and this Dreamland. This is the Book of Shadows of a hereditary and self-taught Magickal Woman; a Dreamer who possesseth the lineage of Fae, Wytch and Starr Blood. Interwoven together to make an ecclectic source of Magick and Chaos. To walk between the Worldes of the Starrs, the Hidden Realms, the Spirit Worlde and to also Live a human life...

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Haunted by my Insides }i{

The past it doth come back to haunt
Beauty, Life and Love.. 
It slithers and taunts
And permeates this very being
Of nothings, and yet everything
How despicable are these shallow depths
That drowns my mynd within thy head
Assuaging my fragile dependancies
Making sure nothing is the same
Ever again
How strange this sight has come back
To me all over again
Evermore and shall I be sure
Of anything, once again
I say no, the past says yes
This path, although second guessed
Must surely be as blessed
Richter scale of brokenness
A realm and another worlde
My hands on fire
My eyes had bled
My soul left dead
And here I am, alive instead
This does not seem
Like it was a dream
This surely must cannot be real
The nothingness of everything
I always feel
Blinded by the light and broken by the dark
Tis the assumption of my heart
This I know is my truth
And how it always comes to be
My life is never just my own
This well-trodden path
Always ends up calling for me
Can I say, no? This I have tried
But my traitorous heart
Is quite horribly dark
And will not listen to me
So, as I step and as I sleep
All I do and all I seem
Is drawn to magicks
And magick by me
Never the same, although I do change
This path constantly set out before me
Tis not something to give into
Tis not something to abide
Tis a battle of the heart and mynd
What I have inside is my instead.