Dark Poetrics: I Stand Alone


I stand alone

Note: The lyrics always stay the property of the band or artist who wrote them. All the credit goes to them.

My poetry is written in Black, the Lyrics are written in Red.

Part of the lyrics of ‘I Stand Alone’ by Godsmack

Now I’ve told you this once before

You can’t control me

If you try to take me down you’re gonna pay

Now I feel your every nothing that you’re doing for me

I’m picking you outa me

You run away

I stand alone


I stand alone

You’re always hiding behind your so called goddess

So what you don’t think that we can see your face

Resurrected back before the final fallen

I’ll never rest until I can make my own way

I’m not afraid of fading

I stand alone

Feeling your sting down inside of me

I’m not dying for it

I stand alone

Everything that…

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Blog Update!


Hey everybody!

Like you can see I did a little blog update. After 8 months of blogging I thought it would be time for a change. 🙂

It’s a bit darker now and I like that! I think my blog style should change along with my writing and I think that worked out nicely.

This whole blogging experience is one big journey and I am discovering more and more about myself. As a writer and as a person.

I have learned it’s okay to show that you care. And I also discovered that I have a dark side and I probably always will. And I am fine with that! 🙂

I am who I am and I am cool with that.

I am very curious to hear what you think about it my new blog style! 🙂

Lots of Love,



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Are You a Psychopath Test



The Wisdom of Psychopaths

If you have to ask….probably not. We look like every one else… Read What psychopaths teach us about how to succeed in the Scientific American. In our observation the people who think they’re crazy tend to be sane. It’s the people who insist they are normal that we worry about.


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North and South



“He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.”

~W.H. Auden



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