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i wrote this when i was 13, i wrote it about a month after my great uncle raped me. it's dedicated to him.







manacles?

no, chains. . .chains to tie

flames to die

suffering. . .screams. . .music

i will make him pay

he must pay!

he must pay with his life!

he must suffer!

twice, i suffered. . .he must suffer too-

NO!

i mustn't, i can't. . .Jessi does not have a gun this time-

"Of course not!" a voice in my mind hisses

"we've got chains, flames, knives. . .mmm. . .that's much, much more fun-

NO! i mustn't, i can't

A silent scream,

With a slight echo,

Silence follows,

And the silence beckons.



The things that walk

And the things that stalk,

They roam the night,

Out of the light

And fill our souls with terror,

Icy dread, and dark remorse



The things that kill

And that will

Always be here

Whether or not we believe

What has been deceived

And reprieved

From our jaded heads



Just because you can’t see them

Doesn’t mean they’re not there

Prowling our streets

And lurking when we sleep.

In a torrent of pain

I wake from my slumber

Screaming out your name

As you grew calmer



Twas just the mornin after

Before, couldn’t be happier

Then we got the call

When I stood, soon to fall



I was told you had gone

Never to return

I ran off screaming

And ranting at the moon



In a torrent of pain

I wake from my slumber

Five minutes before

You grew calmer

I don’t why I still cry over you

And think of the things we used to do

I still remember that fantastic summer

That summer of love

I still think of you

I still love you

And don’t know why I lost you



What was told to you?

What made you so angry that you hate me so much?

What did I do?

I never wanted to hurt you

I wanted to love you

I did love you

I still love you



I thought I let you go

But I didn’t

And now I cry

I cry over your memory



It’s been a year

And I still won’t let it go

The darkness beckons to me

I follow

I am surrounded

Lost

In this sea

The sea of darkness

And misery

“Don’t wanna get stuck

out in this cold cold world

Don’t wanna mess this up

Better keep your eye on me girl”



Don’t wanna get stuck

Without you near

Don’t wanna mess up

Please stay here



I Love You Jake,

I’m not the best

Person you’ll meet

But don’t give up

I beg you, please

I wanna mature

I’m just not ready yet

I wanna be yours

No just for sex

I love you Jake

And someday I’ll make it through

Someday I’ll hang on tight

I’ll hang tight to you

One of these days I’ll be fine

Cause someday you will be mine.

I walk through a tunnel

Ful of hate, and fury

Full of death and skorn

I am surrounded by darkness

By the screams and echoes

I just keep walking

Straight ahead

There are no lights

Yet I can still find my way

I stumble

Sometimes crawl

But I don’t stop

My path is ragged

My path is dark

And I like it that way

I like the darkness

I like the hate

I hate to be alone

But there’s only so much I can take

In the world

In this sea of loathing and misery







to dale blye, a child of mine.

A broken path

One lost soul

Darkness devours

Lights like coal

No one around

No one to help me

My blood flows free

I fall to the ground



Another one taken

Another one lost

Another is forsaken

And can’t be redeemed

Join my family

My army

Be my child

Be with me

I love you

I’ll always love you

I’ll always protect you

Join the darkness

And see

That you’ll never again be alone







a poem of love between mother and child, my dale, my child of darkness. he has been chosen.

I hate all the haters

That are nothing but takers

I hate all the takers

And I hate all the fakers



I hate all the drama

That controls all the schools

I hate all the schools

That allow the drama



I hate all the people

That are prejudice

and wife beaters

I hate all the child beaters

And all of the animal poachers



I hate all the hate

And all of the rapes

I hate the fact that I hate all these things

And I hate myself for hating so much

I’m getting sick and tired

Of all the people that are liars

All those that play games

Accuse names

I hate fame



Snitches

Belong in ditches

Held together by staples

And stitches



I hate all the gossipers

That have nothing better to do

Than sit around smacking

On me and you



I hate those who think

They can get away with everything

All the prissy, preppy, princess brats

That think they are all that



And finally

Without further ado

I simply hate you

You are one of many

That think I’m stupid

And quite possibly crazy

Fascist

Rascist

Democratic bitches



Riches

Prisses

Money stilled bigots



Daters

Haters

All the wife beaters



Corruption

Disruption

America Today

do you not care

that i sit here

and cry over you

cause there's nothing else to do



do you not care

that i sit and stare

and think back on times

that you were mine



do you not care

that we played games with each other

pushing each away

until we hated one another



do you not care

that things will never be right

not between us

not ever again



do you not care

that when i run

i'm running from your hate

and i try to hide because i can't take it



do you not care

that i sit here

and stare

and cry over you

because i still love you