Look up from your
cherry box,
smile upon my
saddened face,
whisper in my ear,
those things you want
to talk about.
I crawl away,
the times I was not
there,
shivering,
I speak out loud.
I don't wanna be here
It is too darn cold,
I just wanna be away,
to where is home.
To my home.
You hold me close,
my day brighter,
I think I might
smile a little more.
We dance under the moon,
the sky our audience.
I speak of truth,
the way we use to lie.

Red lights flashing in my mind's eye
I can't see
Whispers in the dark
Creatures trying to claw at me
Here in the night
Fighting the pain
Feeling the strain
Fractured thoughts form
Splintering into glistening pieces
I'm awake
Sleep is for the weak
The nightmares fade
as my eyes adjust
Just one night...
One peaceful night...
I pray to Demeter
Christ
Dionysus
A deity who'll listen to my plight
Maybe it's not only my mind
Maybe it's the world
the Universe

My desire is burning
Fangs sink deep into my breast
The Immortal Kiss

Forbidden passion
building - devouring me
it demands his blood

My fangs sink deeply
Bonded by blood and body
Ecstacy prevails

Casandra
December 22, 2001

Life, death, love and hate! The stars alone tell the stone cold truth!

We all live a short time here and before you know it it is to late!

Darkness falls and bugs crawl! Soon to have a feast!

Suns up! Skins burning, cover up cover up or you'll be crisp!

Lovers here lovers now sweet hatred it can be!

Is this a world full of people or is all this a sick spoof?

At night you hear the spirits warn you! You hear the world stop and then there before you is the beast.

I like playing "horror" parts on the screen. This may surprise you, but let me explain my point of view. There is a popular idea that portraying a monster of the Dracula type requires no acting ability. People are apt to think that anyone who likes to put on a grotesque make-up can be a fiend. That is wrong. A monster, to be convincing, must have a character and a brain.