Alone in shadows, where I do belong
Will anyone ever here my sorrowful song?
Shadows constantly surround me, safe and cold
Always aware of the death I enfold
An old woman, hidden within a young girl
Hiding before the sun gathers it's rays to hurl
This body seems so little and weak
It holds great knowledge and strength from which only a few may seek
Shadows hide me securely, I have forgotten light
Safer in the darkness than the revealing bright
I walk among children, so innocent and young
They have no idea what torments can be sprung
From the depths of hell and the sorrows of the gallows
I am hidden completely, within the frigid shadows

Author: janette lee

Love

I sit upon my bed and ponder.
As I write I consider.
That I see myself in a faraway place.
As I look all around at this space.
Beyond the sycamore trees.
You can hear the bees.
The grass is so incandescent.
With luscious flowers and their breathtaking scent.
I see myself walking up to a horse.
That does not give me a thought of remorse.
Instead I am cheerful.
For now I don't feel fearful.
The horse's color could be as black as coal.
But instead is as white as snow.
Its coat is as soft as felt.
And is as smooth as velvet.
I turn around and I see a familiar face.
For I have known before at some place.
I ask him where has he been all of these years
As I wait for an answer I feel my tears.
For I have missed this familiar face.
Which I had known at a different place.
At this moment I feel like flying.
Deep down inside me I feel something shinning.
This feeling is so eminent.
For this feeling is like a backward suspense.
This feeling makes you feel like time stopped.
Some people may take it as a shock.
So as you sit and ponder.
You really start to wonder.
Love is like a dove.
It's like a symbol of peace.....

Author: Penelope

Untittled

I am suposed to be the beauty.
I am suposed to be the strength.
I am suposed to savor the moment
When they cower in their angst.
It is not my wish to devour.
Your life is not mine to take.
Yet I live still lonely, waiting
For the agony to brake.
I wish you knew the pain
And the lonliness inside.
For what is the use of beauty
When I have to run and hide.
And what is my strength worth
If no one is to be impressed.
So I ask, What is there to savor
When all I ask for is death.
-B

Author: Rebecca Jones

My Room

I scream, but nothing comes out,
I fall to the ground and try to break out.
Out of the hell, that I have created,
but I am stuck.
My hell is a room there are no walls,
only mirrors. The floor is covered from head to toe,
with sand. And I am in the corner,
grasping for air.
Dark, its so dark. But I can still see my reflection.
I see my face and the salty tears coming from it.
Tears of fear, the fear of being alone,
all alone, so scared.
All I can do is sit and wait.
Wait for life to come back and find me.
God, get me out, I cant take this anymore.
Then I realize,
this room,
this hell,
is me...

Author: Siamaya

The Darkness

The Creatures Who Lay In The Darkness Of the human mind,
To attack any who would wish to pass through the shadows,
These are the ones whom are blind by the light of the passing world,
They are deafened by the laughter of children,
By living life we take the darkness from them and vanquish then out into the world,
Where they must stand the light and listen th the joy around them,
And take in the world they show there true self not as demon but as
angels in the night,
take it in and make your own light!

Author: Fisher

Difference

Those like me, cry and weap
those like me, are too weak.
Those like me posses all this power,
but they live in the highest tower.
Those like me, don't know their face,
those like me, hate the humman race,
Those like me, are dark and somber,
but they are as quick as thunder.
Those like me, hate their soul,
those like me, feel no warmth.
But thy see I am diffrent,
for I love the angry roars,
as I love the long dark nights,
and the creatures, and the fights.

I'm a creature, of this evil night.

Author:Kinga.L

Suprising Thoughts

I start to wonder what surprises me.
I think and think what could it be.
For most of my thoughts are tough.
And there are so many things I love.
For now I will share some of them.
And which ones may you ask, well it all depends.
Picture this a mountain full of snow.
When you see this try not to get cold.
I can see myself trotting through here.
For I have no feelings of fear.
A peaceful atmosphere is all around me.
This site is quite pleasing to see.
And well of course.
I see no sign of remorse.
I quickly walk to hide behind a nearby tree.
For there is something spectacular I see.
It appears to have a coat of grey.
As it stops in a sway.
Its chest is as white as milk.
And its fur looks as soft as silk.
Her eyes are so blue.
For she licks her chops to avoid her drool.
For she is a mighty hunter.
Who is also a mother.
For she had recently destroyed her kill.
This makes me stay really still.
She sees me and looks at me.
She begins to slowly approach to me.
I just stay bent upon my knees.
And my hand below me starts to clench.
For I feel a bit tense.
As she comes by me she sits.
I take this as a friendly approach.
Now I become brave by this provoke.
The creature for which I've explained does not molt.
For the creature is a wolf.
The air in the mountains is so refreshing.
For it is quite breathtaking.
Here in the mountains there are no worries.
For you are surrounded by nature and peace....

Author: penelope

Dark as day

Dark as night, red as blood, sweet as flowers on a grave.
To me this is your hair, your lips, your scent.
My prince of darkness, ruler of night, I worship thee.
I don't want to live in day, I've seen no light and I'm here to stay
With you I rule hand by hand, side by side.
In the darkness we lurk, in the night we dwither.
So ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
if it shall be the night is a must.

Author: Buffy

Vampire

It was hot and cold
sometimes new and always old
I was young and bold
My soul had been sold
It was the trill
of the devil's kill
It is the wound that won't heal
and he always comes agianst my will
I am a creature of the night
I always cause such a fright
and there is a legend about my bite
but with my race, it's alright
I am the Vampire
and I never tire
My throat is continuously on fire
So is this what they all admire?

Author: Tempie Garrett

untitled

I wander the darkness for the truth.
I wander the darknesss to hide from the pain.
Will I ever know who I truly am.
My beloved sries for me, he cries for my love.
We shall never wander together through the darkness,
until I find me.

Author: Mistress of Pain

What is blood to you?

Red as a ruby,
pure as the snow.
Sweet as honey,
from the grove---
What is blood to you?
Spicy as the chilly peppers,
tingling as a tickle.
Light as the bubbles,
that float within the air---
What is blood to you?
Rich as the burgundy wine,
salty as the sea.
Juicy as the ripe, green grapes,
which sparkles in the sun---
What is blood to you?
Blood to me,
is like a dream.
It is full of flavor and hope.
Blood to me,
is like a gift.
It is made of the best of life.
Blood to me,
is like a necessity,
which I cannot abide to lose.
For I am a vampire,
and blood is my food---
which I take out of you.

Death

Death is the mother of beauty,
it gives you all you desire.
You feel it with such rapture,
a kind of charm you cannot capture.
Death is the biggest escape of all,
you shall never know your next befall.
You shan't ever taste the bitterness,
or the pain of your destiny.
Death is one, simple step,
just bestow your soul---
To the Prince of Darkness,
and that will be the end,
to all your shall ever hold.

Author: Molly Audr�y

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