Poetry (page 2)
Poetry 1
Born Again
I lay there on the cold blood stained floor.
The life flows from my vains to the floor.
Memories of you make the pain quince my thirst.
As memories fade out, your laughs start to taunt me.
Insanish laughs flow out of my mouth to show pain.
A tear falls to mix with my blood on the floor, but I am too weak to remove the tear and have pure blood.
My wounds begin to heal.
I have been born again as an immortal.
I stagger for breathe as my body makes more blood.
My eyes look straight forward as they become black with dark, gray floating clouds.
As I sit up my thirst for young youth bloodis upon me.
You sut in the corner shacking with fear.
You thought I committed suicide, you thought you knew me.
You now know the truth so run away.
Run and cry to your mother that I am possessed.
Did I forger to tell you that it is dark, eeiry, gloomy and raining outside?
Your mother is now dead and so is the human race.
All that's left is you.
I'll bear my fangs to you as long as you will join me!
Please don't say,
I love youm
Because I know,
That you don't care,
For me.
Please don't say,
I missed you,
Because I know,
That you didn't wonder,
About me.
My life means nothing,
To you.
So, please don't lie,
To me.
You just make things worse,
For me to handle.
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Winter nights begin to fade into spring nights.
Stars begin to shine a dim light on the world.
Talking from under a bridge fills the air.
Talking from two strangers and a friend.
A friend who brought them together.
Smoke from their mouthes fill the night air.
Two strangers bond in the wintery, spring nights.
A stranger thans the Goddess of the Moon.
She thanks her for the stranger in her life.
Two strangers in the night wanting to kiss,
But at last a stranger has a significant other,
A kiss on the cheek has to do for now.
Two strangers will become two friends,
And two friends over time will become two lovers.
Go Home
Love With Death
Who knew it would be the last time I saw you.
Who knew the angels would take you away.
Who knew I would cry tears of love for you.
You lay there in that coffin made for you.
Your eyes peacefully shut and never to be open to the world again.
Your lips are cold and painted over with a pink tone to hide the purpleness.
Your skin has became that of a ghost, very pale and cold.
You were so young to be hit by that drunk driver.
You never done anything wrong so why....
Why did this happen to you...
Why does this happen to innocent people...
Why wasn't it me instead of you...
I'll remember every little thing about you.
I'll put every memory,
Every letter,
Every picture we toke,
And every little thing we shared in a little box.
I'll seal it wish a kiss and look in it only when I miss you oh so dearly.
I loved you and I never got to tell you it.
I was waiting till graduation to tell you.
I guess now that plan is gone so I will tell you this while I stand over you shedding tears.
I'll visit you every now and then to tell you everything.
I will tell you everytime how much I love you.
I'll also tell you every little thing that I had planned out for us.
Here comes your mother with tears in her eyes as well.
I'll try to cheer her up until I have preform my little ''speech.''
I'll wear your class ring every day and cry myself to sleep.
I just don't understand why you died and not the drunk driver.
All that happened to him was a little scratch on his arm.
I want you back.
I want to build a time machine and bring you back.
I will love you till my dieing day.
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