The Strange Mind Of Mercury Dark

Well this just happened about an hour or so ago. (It’s not 7:13pm). I was laying down on my bed watching a few paranormal CCTV videos on YouTube when I clearly heard a noise from behind me. Of course I looked back and saw nothing but definitely felt a presence in my room. I saw up and surveyed my room for a few seconds and saw that my bedroom door was slightly moving, there arent any windows opened. I just shrugged my shoulders like I always do and walk out of my room. I watching hubby play his new game, Days Gone and he jumps up and says “What the hell? I just felt something touch me, it poked my face”, he then proceeds to rub his face, looks at me and says “I know what you’re thinking, I know what I felt, something touched my face”.

Old love notes are gone with the wind

All that is left are memories of a day where we both knew love wasn’t a problem

The first days were always the happiest

Woke up smiling for no reason

Believing that it was to perfect to be true

It seemed surreal

Like it never really happened

Belly full of butterflies

Hearts beating with a simple kiss

And then it stopped

The Love was gone

Hearts were broken

Words were never meant

And now words aren’t even spoken

Makes you wonder..

Was this real or was it all dream?

Did we ever wake up or is it now a nightmare that won’t stop?

Only you can wake us up

And make this dream come true..

I wish late at night you couldn’t sleep

I wish that it was because of me

I wish you spilled ink onto a notebook

I wish you wrote about me

I wish you showed you cared some more

I wish you cared about me

I wish you smiled more often

I wish you smiled for me

I wish you suffer without love

I wish you were suffering for me

I wish you fell in love again

I wish you fell in love with me

As I lay on the bloodly red leaves of this haunting forest, I reminisce about my haunted past..
The many times we made passionate love.. Devouring the forbidden fruit.. So Lucious, so tasteful..
Our haunted past where love was the object of our affection .. What was missing, what we didn’t have..
As I lay here on these blood red leaves I listen to the sound of the black crows sitting on the trees.. Haunting me with every heart beat..
I reminisce about the times we cried because we shared our most deepest secrets.. The things no one ever knew.. We shared them because there was no other to trust but each other..
As I lay on these bloody red leaves I see you stand above me, watching me slowly fade away.. As my blood slowly pours out of my veins.. Memories of you are now a blur..
Now I haunt you in your dreams, passing you on my memories of a love that is now scorn..
As I lay on these bloody red leaves.. I knew you never loved me..

It’s pouring rain as u stand outside my window waiting for me to look down at u..
The warm rain falls on Ur smiling face when I wave.. “I’ll be right there”.. I mouthed.. And disappeared into my dark room…

I ran out of the building and into Ur arms.. U held me so tight.. Outside in the rain..

We ran away into the night where we ended up making passionate love, in the park, on the slide, on the bench, on a swing.. Outside in the rain..

On the slide I laid as u devoured my juices flowing onto Ur face, positive it wasn’t the rain.. I held Ur head in the right place until I couldn’t hold my moans any longer and I climaxed..

On the bench I faced down, u stood behind me and caressed my ass, smacked it a little bit.. U liked the sound of that.. U slowly inserted urself into me as I slowly moan.. U wrapped Ur hand onto mop my hair and pulled it.. U Jerked me back and I bit my lip from the pleasurable pain I was feeling..

On the swing I rode.. Wrapped my legs around u and held onto the metal chains as I grinded on u.. My mouth close to Urs.. Kissing u.. Lickin n biting Ur lower lip, u hold Me tight and I grind harder, faster.. “Say my name baby”.. U start to pound me harder as I say Ur name.. Louder and louder.. Until we both climax..

Outside.. In the rain..

My obsession with horror and poetry began back when i was in the 6th grade. Well poetry in the 6th grade, horror when i was like 5 years old when i first watched Child’s Play (Chuckie for those that don’t know) all by myself. After that I fell in love with horror. As I began growing up R.L. Stine became my favorite author. I read every single goosebumps book out when I was in elementary school.

Let me not get ahead of myself.. Poetry! I began to love poetry when I first heard about the great poet Edgar Allan Poe. “Quote the raven, never more” has always been my favorite line from his poem. That one line inspired me to start my own poetry. I’ve had many notebooks filled with poems. As a child I had many poems based on puppy love, friendship, hate. I wrote poems for other people because they liked a boy or a girl so I would help them out with my words and make it their own. No I never got paid for them Haha, but I did enjoy spreading my work and helping others.

Finally last year I put some poems together and wrote and published my first book through Amazon. My Infinite Love: A Galaxy Of Emotions book was a hit amongst my friends and family. I got alot of support from the people closest to me especially from my hubby, my sister and my best friends. Eventually I’ll write another poetry book but right now my focus is my upcoming short horror story book.

Horror! Why do I love it so much? People always ask me this question and I never have a legitimate response. I really don’t know I just love it. I love the rush of going through a haunted house and getting scared by a silly person with a mask. The thrill of running from room to room and not knowing what you may bump into. It’s exciting! I spend my days off (I’m a mom and wife so that barely happens haha) watching whatever horror flicks in television or I’ll jump on Netflix and watch a movie or any site available. My favorite is Michael Myers! His silence creeps me out. His story creeps me out. He creeps me out! Everyone has their own opinion of Michael. “Oh he’s not scary” blah blah blah. Ok so wake up in the middle of the night to your bedroom door creaking open and seeing this tall man with a white mask on staring at you from the doorway, tell me who’s scared now?

I’m also into the paranormal/supernatural. I love me a good ghost story or a possession movie. A good poltergeist YouTube video as well. I’ve also had my own personal experiences that I’ll also be sharing in this blog with you. Aside from sharing experiences I’ll also be sharing stuff that I have written and of course promoting my books ;). I hope you all enjoy The Strange Mind Of Mercury Dark!