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I can feel it

The monster

It raises its head

poised for attack



I can not hide

it found me

I could run

but could not hide



It towers over me

shrouding me in shadow

it hisses menacingly

its black eyes hold me fast



A growl

long and loud

it shakes the ground

a chill runs through me



Silance

the only sound

is the pounding

ponding of my heart



A breath

hot as liquid metal

its almost unbearable

my brain screams



a touch

the scales are rough

they slice my skin

blood everywhere



A thought

invades my mind

explosions of colors

white to black





-be kind, its very out dated. At least 4 years. If I remember correctly, it was about how jelouse I was of my ex girlfriends leaving me for my other ex-

I think I'm over you, and your crooked feelings.

I was falling, fast and hard.

People told me what you where.

Still I did not care.



Now you proved it,

No more glances under those dark lashes,

eyes that made my heart ache.

No more smiles from that hot mouth.



No more words.

Words I wanted so desperatly to hear.

Never will I want again.

I ignore you now.



Send away, I'll only answere curtly.

I wont let myself dream of passionate embraces.

Of soft words that mean nothing.

I cast away those worthless feelings.



So I'm over you,

I lay these feelings to rest.

I bid you adue, farewell.

I'm over you.

I stand here under the scalding water.

My head leaned on the cold tile wall.

I breath heavy, my mind a million miles away,

I must have an amazing imagination,

cause I can feel your hands on my skin.



I feel you lips on my neck,

your hot skin on mine.

Your solid muscles around me.

I hear your voice softly begging.



I mew out your name,

My breathing labors as you enter me.

Your big and hurts at first, but I adjust.

Your intense this time,

Moaning and growling as you take me.



I'm close and so are you,

I arch back and the site is all you can take.

You hold me close as you release.

Driving me over the edge as well.

I feel you whisper against my skin.



Then I open my eyes,

I'm alone and the waters cold now.

I turn it off and reach for my towel,

But its not there.

I throw open the curtain.



And there you stand,

Your cheeks flushed and smiling.

I realize you just saw and heard it all.

I blush, and you pull me close,

wrapping around my wet body.



You nuzzle my hair,

I laugh at myself softly,

and you kiss me, I can feel you moan.

I press against you,

feeling you quiver.



You pick me up and carry me to the next room.

lower me slowly to the bed,

we make love,

Your all I've imagined and more

Your different from the rest.

Your tender touch lingers on my skin.

You don't pin me down.

You hold me close.

You don't mark my skin with bite marks.

You set it on fire with kisses.



Your different from them,

Because you look into my eyes when we make love.

Your fingers run through my hair,

You don't push and pull.

You whisper your love in my ear.

You don't use slander.



Its different with you.

You don't fuck me,

It's not just sex.

You make love to me,

never once letting your eyes leave mine.



I want this forever,

but we are both close.

And it will have to end.

The intense feeling of you inside me,

Is driving me mad.

I want every inch of you.

Our bodies so in tune,

you lean in for a kiss as we climax simultaneously.

We arch against one another and collapse.



Your different, because you hold me after.

You kiss my mouth, and whisper against my skin.

I hear the words over used.

But from your lips,

They have meaning, They aren't just words.



Your different, because you care.

because those words ring true.

They come from the heart.

Not from your loins.

Your different because you mean it.



So I close my eyes and smile.

When I open them, your looking at me concerned.

Maybe a little scared.

I pull you close, and kiss your lips.

I whisper those words in your ear.

And you sigh, as if afraid of rejection.



I smile and kiss you again and tell you.

"Your different Love. You deserve those words."

Your eyes tear and you kiss me again.

And this is why you are different.

This society is dead!

blood leaks into the ground,

poisoning our lives.

Richy boys get what they want,

when the needy have only the ways to die.

We starve our country,

we give life to those who don't care.

We save the wicked,

and lethally inject the ones who can change.

Those who murder have a reason,

the suicidal are punishing themselves.

We live on an empty promise.

Love was only a lie to keep us occupied.

While the other rise to an easy life on our backs.

The scars of life mar our bodies.

Eternal life is a cursed thing.

This society is dead.





(This is an old poem I wrote about 3 years ago.)