

Where perception ends.Deep inside, locked away Where no one else can see.Where perception ends.
Lurks another side of me That cackles with mad glee.
We watch them from the shadows, The darkened hearts of men.
Watch them repress a sinful urge Just to have it rise again.
We laugh as the darkness tempts their minds, And always they succumb.
We often think they must be blind For sure they must be dumb.
We like to think were better, But in truth we know were not.
We hide behind this mask of ours And think, our sins theyre not. &nb


AloneWhat does one do when one is on ones’ own? With no one around and completely alone? How many of you would make yourselves moan? While relaxing in the comfort of your very own home?Alone
At least you have that much that you can call your own. While I have not even beasts with which I could roam. I have nothing. No place could I have flown.
I have nothing and no one has ever known.
I am all by myself, no building, town, or dome. No other breathing thing around Alas I’m truly alone.


The UnknownThere once was a time, many moons ago. Where my emotions rang And my soul sang And heart danced to and fro.The Unknown
There came a time when that did cease Now no feeling finds my head My conscience has now been creased And my eyes are newly dead.
All I knew had demised My stomach over-churned As I try to surmise Or even divine If this fate of mine
Truly has been earned.
No new sight does reach my eyes No new sound does reach my ear So it should come as no surprise That I resent every new year.
No new scent may reach


The WandererI am cursed to wonder for eternity Thus I wonder and I roam I have seen this world in its entirety And have no place I can call my home.The Wanderer
I know not what I did in life To be cursed to walk in death Naught exists that could end my strife I breathe an immortals breath.
I have seen acts of such utter depravity that would leave you shaking in your seat. I have seen the deepest good that makes you feel complete.
I am the wanderer And I wander to and fro I am the wanderer The one place I wish to be is the place I cannot go.
I am the wander
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Another new Photoshop Tutorial by Stephen Hinds!
Interesting gallery!
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