"under my skin.. under these scars..take me again, tear me apart. Cause I wanna see everything you are till all that's left is not myself."

is my mind playing tricks on me? am i seeing what is real? am i given privileges to peek into different worlds? or perhaps another time-line? or have i just gone plain mad that somehow i cannot seem to put barriers between the subconscious and the conscious mind?

who knows, i might be a seer... the oracle that everybody says and thinks that i am?~

as time goes by, as much as we would like to fight it, fate keeps on taking over.

5 of the 14 have already gone to their rest.

now, a 15th name came up and it was someone unexpected, someone that i cannot live without. a person who has been the most influential in my life. This person is my hero.

the influx of information is something i that cannot fathom, and yet it keeps on pouring in like a the definitive storm of your life's longest night.

i write inspired by the love of this person as my heart grows weary of the future.

having to feel a dire need to for someone to hold me and save me as i tremble past my way through one of the greatest battles between the reality, a love's mortality and my sanity, i have come to terms with the emotions i have been experiencing, and i cant help but to surrender everything to "it", perhaps this is my realization that "it" is more natural than life itself. "it"/"he" is something that every person must experience in order to live forever.

He has swept me off my feet and swooned me over a thousand times. and in my head the constant battle to give in and give up has been at hand several times, also.

..but i have to be strong for the sake of the people i adore.






..."I can not see beyond these clouds surrounding, but I will not forget that this is not the end. And I know that you will rise up from these ashes and tomorrow will be the light that guides me."

Live Beautifully,

Iris Champagne