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Hopeless ObsessionLying awake at night, you're the last thing on my mind.
The last thing that I think of that lingers behind.
I close my eyes and see your face,
and smile to myself, "Everything's in place".
A cheesy smile for this clumsy poem,
but in your heart mine finds a home.
You know I adore you every night and day,
even though sometimes I'm not there to stay.
I see a future in your eyes.
No matter how hard my mind tries,
to think of if's or but's,
to deny what my heart feels, I must be nuts!
What I'm trying to say in this long and lengthy way,
is that you're the one the only one.
You're my life and I give it all to you.
All my love couldn't even fit in a size 12 shoe!
Waking in the morning, you're the first thing on my mind.
The first thing I think of that lingers behind.
I open my eyes to a brand new day with you,
and smile to myself, my eyes filled with dew.
Your heart and my heart beating in unison.
Our thoughts sometimes so similar, our minds are one.
Sometimes there is not much I can do,
Purpose DeniedPurpose Denied
In describable longing
A longing for something
In the midnight
If only my efforts will bring
The one that I'm longing for
The key to that door
People wanting protection
These are the images
Failing in effort
Not standing up in court
In the cell I lie
Wishing that war would die
Shouting inside my head
Friends and family dead
Not what I wanted
Mind going blank, red
Out of prison
My soul's horizon
Made it out
In heaven they shout
Within millions of years
Just lonely mists
VampiresDark eyes that are frightening but comforting at the same time,
A heart that can be warm or its core filled with ice,
Ears that can hear my heart pounding,
Fangs that can rip open my flesh.
Can fall in love but pay the price,
Wander in the night
Drink blood to satisfy their thirst,
Perfect in every way,
Have their horrid past and many different ways of taking it.
In the need of someone but prefer to be alone,
With tenderness underneath.
How long until we understand these creatures?
How long until the war of our worlds ends?
How much longer will we be blind?
There is so much more to a vampire than meets the eye.
The paleness of their skin,
The warmth of their body replaced with an icy feeling,
Each one has their own unique trait,
Every one has a weakness,
Every one has untold petinual.
Vampires what would so many people do without them?
Look behind those eyes,
Look behind their twisted minds,
Look behind their broken souls,
And you find a little piece of you,
VampiresCreatures of the night
Fleeting in and out
Of his sight,
Shadows frozen in time
Blood red lips
From drinking too deep
Glowing light sticks
Of mortal bodies
Praying for some relief,
Something to satisfy
Sucker for a sweet word
Into point A and point B
Fangs piercing flesh
Fool for flattery
Fool falling prey
He shivers slightly
From the pain,
"It hurts wonderfully"
But it didn't last
For him to feel satisfied,
For him to feel full
Lonely little boy
Pressed his fangs
Through young necks
His seductive eyes
Seemed to plead
But each fix was never enough
"Your blood is a drug
Your body is a fix...
I want to consume
His prey is repulsed
He enjoys it not enough...
There is no love
For a lonely vampire
If the prey ran away
"I need your blood..."
He prays for
A Vampires Heart.We do not need the warmth we seem to crave. Like moths to a flame we gather to the fire. With the warmth of the light we try to replace the empty, coldness festering in our hearts. Who are we, you ask? We are the vampires, the rulers of your night. You fear us, hate us, before you even know or understand us. We've been exiled from the living world, and we wander the night alone, silently grieving for the love that has been ripped from us. For you see, even though a vampires heart may not beat, it is still all to easily broken.
Vampires....His smile shows sharp pearl white teeth, but you dont think much of it Until those very same teeth strike your neck. The burning pain and agony slice through you. People call these things monsters, others think they are just misunderstood. Most are left on the ground withering with fear on what they have just become. There mind flies and wonders through the trees, just wanting to die, But they are immortal. Some of these things stay alone fighting and killing for only themselves. Others find each other and live among the living only drinking animals not mankind But even though their hearts dont beat they can still think and be here. People still kill them, are scared of them Hunt them. I believe that they are just misunderstood. Some people choose to be one of them, because that monster and that human are in
Some monsters have already found
But lost it they seek revenge. Others are still loo
VAMPIRESimagine when you walk through a area that has just see a blood bath, all you see in the dark is a group of vampires drinking the blood and tearing at the flesh just to get to the warm blood. You try not to scream or to alarm them of your presents. But you hear a snarl behind you then you feel a hot breath on your neck. Then you feel the sharp fangs tearing into your neck as the world starts to darken you just became part of their body count and the worst part is we drank your warm blood so you will join us.
Roses bleeding red
unfaithful delusional reality and demonic intellectual minds of angelic faces with burning wings, screaming songs to their tired god whose light thats burnt out.
They ambush your life highlighting the bad and digest your vomit(humility) for emortality infecting your wounds and drinking every drop of blood wanting you to turn as cold and hollow as them.
They drain the light out of your world wasting you and bleeding you dry for them to reach their salvation, their form of life after death; their resurection. And when you plead for relief they cut you open and taste your soul greedily eating at your heart and rearranging everything before sowing you back up.
And you are left there in purgatory always pulled an inch from your unholy final death.
Vampires heartacheI awake in the night;
I can no longer sleep.
I don't see myself in mirrors;
I see somebody else.
I am alone.
I am dead.
The red stripes on white flesh
Keep me somewhat Sane.
I stare at the ceiling;
It is as cold and dead as I am.
The pain burns within;
as my life slowly fades away.
VampiresVampires are the creatures of night,
Whose kiss is an eternal bite,
They'll feast on blood until the dawn,
For in the sunlight they will be gone.
Some fear them yet some do not,
Those who love them have never been caught,
For when you're turned and dead for good,
That can put you in a horrible mood.
As the undead they cannot die,
Not even when choked with a tie,
There are only afew things you can do,
But best to send a hunter to do this for you.
They will stake them in the heart,
It's almost a slaying form of art,
Then the vampire will turn to ash,
And the rest of them will try to dash.
But not all vampires are as evil as you think,
Some write their life stories all out in ink,
Others never wanted to be this way,
They had absolutey no say.
Still vampires are creatures of the night,
With a very fierce eternal bite.
Vampires in my thoughts
Vampires in my mind
I don't care the peace i will find
I will try so hard to be kind
I will wrestle them
I will hit them hard
I wll take the winning card
I free my mind
I free my thoughts
All the effort is not for naught
Vampires in my thoughts
Vampires in my mind
I dont care the peace i will find
I will try so hard to be kind
United we stand
Hand in clamy hand
Juniors, Seniors mighty and small
Come one come all
Watch the deadly vampires fall
United with hand in hand
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