Not Lost But Not Found. Misc. Poetry.

This is Poetry i don't really know where to place.

I can never drown this eternal thirst
Lust for blood, I know I’m cursed
The life of night dwells deep inside
Dreams of death in shadows hide
Tormented thoughts I can’t restrain
Feelings from which I can’t refrain
Blood lust for bodies so warm
My mind takes on a gross no form
Hiding in shadows never dream
All ways awake or so it may seem
~Josiah~Martz~

The Name Haunts on.

Night i long for the feeling
In my mind spining, reeling
Continuously thinking of what may be
Often thinking of you and me
Longing for your sweet taste
Every night my dreams on you are based

~Josiah~Martz~

lost from the light
my friends are all gone
spinning round and round
I'm all alone
knife slashes skin
feel the blood drip
emptiness in my hart
lost from the light...

~Forsaken

blood filled tears
clawing to escape the inevitable demise
the pain flows threw my veins
threw my skin
rocking back and forth
the headsman is coming.

~Forsaken

the voices speak the pain is heard
i take the pill i think I'm cured
but alas I'm the same
just lost to the game

Life a sport that few will win
frustrated with pain power and sin
what is next what's to be
lets just wait wait and see

~Josiah~Martz~

i hear them
i see them

they tell me
they show me
i deny
they lie
they show
i know
the death
the pain
nothing left
nothing to gain

~Josiah~Martz~

out side I'm young, inside twice as old
twice as ugly twice as cold
what left is fear and dought and pain
some where i fear i have nothing to gain
now there's no more now its all gone
i don't know all but i know i don't belong

~Josiah~Martz~

you left me empty
waking screaming
shaking cringing
lost to the dark
nothing to gain
nothing to lose
when will i feel
when will this nightmare end

~Forsaken

A Poem
A poem says the words too feared to say
Lustful lies and the silent cries
Of unborn desires that lurk,
in the pit of you
Churning around
disturbing inner peace.
A poem catches you at any given moment
Like when you first feel their warm touch
how the tingles slide down your spine
making at the very end your toes curl,
your legs stiffen
Your body locks up
causing a total melt down.
A poem is the person that you want to be
How you envy passer bys and their material life style
envy you press in your soul until you become insane
poems tell you what you don't want to hear
they in detail tell you your fear
things that no human could understand
secrets your heart demand.
A poem is you
but the not you
all in the same period of time.

~Jenn~

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