~Dark Jule in the rough ~ on "Fubar"

Im nothing more than what you read here.
Yes, at times I tend to be emotionless and cold..but then so is life. I "DO" respect others when i'm shown the same. I tend to stay out of the spotlights so to speak. I do,however have a brighter side to my demeanor as well..
Think of me as this.."A mirrored image of yourself"...for what i'm giving is simply returned...possitive or negetive...

I live the goth/vamp lifestyle..and hell no, i'm not emo...that label is set aside for young emotionally challenged punks with a death wish...*giggles*...I, am not emotionally challenged, just reserved with my feelings.

I am a writer of dark/goth poetry...I love what I do and hearing peoples offensive opinions only feed my passion to write even more just to piss them off...*giggles*...


The pop of a head when the axe hits it squared,
the sight of it's nostrils as they become flared...

The scent of its carcass as it starts to decay,
turning gray and matted as time rotts it away ....

See's no movement, yet movement i see,
the maggots are feasting and consuming thee...

Black feathers flying,while vultures peck the bone,
tearing you to pieces until your eventually gone....

the wind begins to howl and the sky turns to gray,
blowing her raven black hair about her face away ...

lurking for shadows to slip in and about ...
waiting to catch a morsel running around.

peering from the dark,tongue tracing her lips
from one corner to the next she quietly slips...

awaiting to have you within her tight grip,
to taste of your crimson shes awaits to indulge in a sip.
written by Dark Jules,
*bows with a smile*