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Blood So Sweet
11:59 Nov 23 2009
Times Read: 586

your blood so sweet,



biting harder and waiting for an unheard scream,



drinking long and feeling your pain and agony,



holding you close and wanting you to always stay with me,



lapping at your liquid soul,



watching you turn and walk away, feeling a deep hole...



the pain anger and fear eating away inside of me,



standing, looking at your form disappear, nothing more to see,



searching what's an eternity for a place to bury my despair,



never finding, never dying, a non-existence, my heart stripped and bare,



feeling your heart beat, hearing your thoughts but lost in my own world,



sleeping through days dreaming of you, hidden in a corner wrapped and tightly curled,



wanting to heal you and once more finding a smile on your face,



crying the night away, finally understanding my failure was your disgrace,



accepting fate and somehow finding an end up on a mountain top,



the sun rising in the far sky, sitting, waiting for the pain to stop,



burning hair and singeing eyes, with this new found sight,



I see your smile as I once did when we first met that night,



a puff of smoke and a spark to fire, my life extinguished in the blink of an eye,



my body collapsed with one last deep sigh,



a smile on my lips, lying at your feet,



thinking...



your blood so sweet.

Darkened Pathways...
11:52 Nov 23 2009
Times Read: 588

Walking along the path you built,

Searching for the life you lost,

Darkened skies and gray stone cobbles pave your way.

Stumbling and picking yourself up again and again,

Stopping to wonder if life is worth finding but you always continue on.

Sometimes you get the courage to look back. All you see are corpses rotting away.

Almost choking, nearly gagging, riddled with guilt,

The life you lost you threw away, not caring at what expense or cost.

Not caring what others think, do or say.

You push past them all, trudging along, unknowing if you or they are sane.

Over your shoulder you hear a familiar voice call out in agony. Unwilling now you are forced to go on.

Cursed, it seems, you find that you have the Midas Touch but twisted to ensure all you touch dies and decays.

Alone
11:49 Nov 23 2009
Times Read: 589

Cold autumn evenings,

looking out a window at the fading light,

winter seeping into weary bones,

thoughts turn to friends empty, pity filled hugs,

wondering if that is all that is left for me.



Only wanting to love, to be close to someone

but I get only to watch others walk hand in

hand, separated, as if I'm in a glass cage.



Helpless, unknowing how to deal with all these

pain filled feelings.



Trying to keep hope but always losing sight.



Looking around and seeing friends full of love

surrounding me, separated though by the glass.

Constantly alone.



Beginning to feel like a love predator left

with nothing but prey. Like my spider in

its cage full of bugs.



I'm doomed to watch over those that could

feed me, protect them, that is all I can see

unable to be truly loved. Left with empty

cold filled nights holding back the rage.



Curled in a corner all night. Pain wreaking

havoc upon my heart and soul, fighting

thoughts and sensations. An empty being.



Alone.

Never Again
09:01 Nov 22 2009
Times Read: 600

Never again will I let you in,

Never again will you see inside,

I opened my soul to you.

Handed you my heart.



Love was between us...

And you went away...

I stood and waited.

I stayed and supported.



Never again will you see in.

Never again will I let you inside.

I handed you the essence of my soul.

Opened up my chest and freely gave my heart to you.



Love was between us...

And you went away...

I stayed and waited.

I stood and supported.



Never was I good enough,

Never was I just enough.

I watched others let in.

I watched others cut you deep.



And I would be there to patch you up.

And I was there to heal the wounds.

I let you past my mask...

I let you see in...



There's no next time...

Not another time...

The mask is back in place.

The scars hidden behind that face.



Never again will I wait here for you.

Never again will I be the one for you.

I'll still patch you up...

I'll always try to heal the wounds.



When you realize it's just a mask again,

You'll take it away and find it's too late.

There's no key to my heart now.

There's no window to my soul.



But never again...

No never again...

Nothing's left for you...Not again.

Just dust behind the mask for you.

Song In The Wind
04:30 Nov 22 2009
Times Read: 607

Souls sing through the night,



The living hear the song...They just don't know it.



Hiding from the light...working to the bone,



Walking home through darkened unlit streets....hungry...



Listening to the songs, being proof the dead never sleep.



Turning down an avenue and finding a child in a doorway...you try to hide yourself from sight.



No matter how hard you try the child listens and raises her head, listening to your song.



Pain, anguish, no will to exist, but caught between life and sleep. Bone weary...At the end of your wit...



Running now...fearful of being around others, afraid to be alone.



Darkness...then a scream that brings you back, you look down and see that she...



Tears fall as you slowly begin to weep...



A new song in the wind...

Vampyre...
04:28 Nov 22 2009
Times Read: 608






Feeling the pain,

Seeing the blood,

Not knowing how to heal either,

Looking on and hiding the shame,

Wondering when the tears will flood,

Seeking the truth, finding lies and wanting neither.



Life in it's endless progression,

Tearing at your soul,

The fear welling from your memories,

Retreating, hiding, burying yourself in regression,

The heart within beating slowly, dark and cold,

Spending your nights in empty graves, dwelling in cemetaries.



Who are you? What to do?

Pain wreaking havoc from within,

How did you come to be? In this wretched sickness,

Soon numbness fills your veins. Caring not about what you do.

Your actions mechanical, barely can be called sin,

People coming to find they worship your evil wickedness.



Thoughts go back and vaguely you remember,

Filling you again with remorse,

Sinking deeper into lifeless dispair,

Hating what you've become as you slay and render,

It never was your fault, unknowing to you of course,

That you wandered once into the heart of a vampyres lair.

...and it bleeds through
19:59 Nov 21 2009
Times Read: 619

Pain courses through my body

People point and laugh

No understanding...

...And it bleeds through

Like blood splatters upon velvet drapes

Pain courses through my mind

Alone...Stripped and bare

Never any idea what it's like

...And it bleeds through

Like tears upon the pillow cases

Pain courses through my heart

No one near to care

Will there ever be?

...And it bleeds through

Like hot overflowing bathwater to the floors below

Pain courses through my soul

My blood dripping from the carafe

It's only good use

...And it bleeds through

Like all things from within

But there must be an end...

As my pain bleeds through...

Mask
19:57 Nov 21 2009
Times Read: 620

I wear mine to hide what's within me.

I found people prefer the painted smile,

And glittering gemstone eyes.

Some days it wore thin.

And people saw past that pretty face.

I found happiness once...

And when I removed the mask to show the world

Friends turned from me. Only happy when I'm not...truly.

There were days when it cracked.

And people got an ugly little taste.

So I built this mask to hide what's within me.

Made of metal.

It has a lock with no key.

Once in place there will be only a painted smile.

Glistening gemstone eyes.

I found happiness once...

But I was forsaken by the world.

By the ones that meant so much to me.

Once in place it will all be done.

No one will know.

Not until I am gone within.

Dust...blown away with the wind.

Only a mask to remember me.

Where The Hemlock and Nightshade Grows
19:15 Nov 21 2009
Times Read: 621

Walking away...

It's time to let go...

The pain's gotten too bad,

And i won't let you see the dance of the sick.

It's time to find where the hemlock and nightshade grows,

I won't knock on his door.

I'll kick it in and kiss the devil on the lips,

I'll place a rose between Death's teeth and play dead at an angel's feet.

When they've all turned their backs and walked away I'll disappear.

I don't want their heaven or hell. I'll make my own.

Going to find where the hemlock and nightshade grows.

I'll make my bed 4 x 6.

No one would stand beside me.

They won't see me go down.

I won't knock on his door.

I'll kick it in and kiss the devil on the lips,

I'll place a rose between Death's teeth and play dead at an angel's feet.

Pulling the earthen blanket up over me.

My poisoned blood can't burn the skin that holds it within any more.

When my heart's grown cold no one will know.

It's time to go where the hemlock and nightshade grows.

I won't knock on his door.

I'll kick it in and kiss the devil on the lips,

I'll place a rose between Death's teeth and play dead at an angel's feet.

My poisoned blood pushing it's death from this unknown grave where the hemlock and nightshade grows.