My dear Chennies and Chennettes,
Here is the second poem for the Masquerade series - Edge of Emptiness.
Y'know now that I'm no longer submitting to groups I can see who's really still around and it's only a handful, but I'm real thankful for you guys. You keep me rocking!
Anyway, here are zee thumbs:
Edge of EmptinessAt times you will be powerless.
You will be unable to do a damn thing
To stop the wreckage you see unfolding before you
And the consequences will come in blood.
Those moments are bitter
And they fill you with hatred
So much so that you'll wish;
You'll wish for everything around you to simply die!
And when it has, when all around you is blackened dust...
Finally, finally, there won't be anyone left
To ever see you cry.
- Written by Word of Chen, Masquerade series - Poem 2
This poem is more about how life is a train wreck and you're basically just watching it happen and you wanna just fuck shit up but you can't fuck shit up. Ah well, FRUSTRATIONZZZZ also mixed with a chronic inability to show tears .3.
*Ahem* Please enjoy it and like I said last time, I still require a fresh soul for help with my creative process.
Info is beeeelow:
*Same post as last time*
Right now, I happen to require a fresh slave to assist in my creative process .3. no jokes.
If you are willing to sacrifice your body and soul for my creativity (and if you have cripplingly low self-esteem) then you are welcome to apply.
Come be a slave today!
Human females are preferred but Elves and Dwarves are also welcome. Gnomes, Orcs and Faerlings may be considered.
Just add me on skype (my Skype name is Semshol) and let me know you’d like to help out.
Adun Toridas my friends!
- Your boy, Chennie