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Enemy

When screaming

I ran out of the darkness

I turn to face my enemy

But the enemy is not behind me

But inside me

Gripped with fear devoid of human imagination

I ran without seeing

Feeling my way to doom

Where has all the laughter gone?

Where is all the light?

Has the moon forever forsaken It’s daughter

And given her to this fate?

When out of the forest I ran into the meadow

Past the rushing brook

Running…

Running…

Trying not to look back

Not to look back where she lay dead

Dead…

Dead because of me.

>When all your pleading

Is pushed aside

Loneliness

When you want to be with anyone so much

That you would do anything for them

Sorrow

When it’s all you can do

To keep your tears at bay for them

Depression

When everyone’s sorrows are unloaded

Onto you

Joy

When you are with people you care about

And you can be you

Love

Smiling when inside

Your breaking

Apathy

Sighing

When the world’s troubles are shown to you

Death’s Door

Flying high in a Midnight sky
The hunter stalks his pray
On snow-white wings of silent Death
He is not what he seems.

Looking through the old and young
For some defenseless man
Who lost his dream, and will to live
He slumps against Death’s Door

Flying high on silent wings
The hunter found his Pray
And dives to the depth of the very soul
Who’s life was a living hell.

Death of a Vampire

I ran

As I tried to get away

Away from the place

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olor=”#ffffff”>Witch torments me

Can you see the sweat on my face?

The sweat that appears every time I think of it?

Can’t you see why I can’t go back?

They stole my life there,

They stole my soul.

I can’t go on.

But I can’t die either

For my life is now lived in the shadows

Seeking the heat of another’s blood.

I feel you watching

Watching me as I stock my next pray.

A stake pierces my back

Sliding into my withered heart with a deadly precision

Making my perfect body crumble into dust

She watches as the sum comes up

And a gentle breeze scatters my body around the earth.

Cutting

The blade cuts deeper
Surrounded by my Crimson skin
The pain is gone
Have I reached the end?

Deeper, Deeper the little razor cuts
Severing tendons and veins
Its cutting my life away
But I swear I’m perfectly sane.

Colors are graying
The black is coming up
Sound are fading
I guess my time is up.

The blade cuts deeper
Surrounded by my Crimson skin
the pain is gone
I’ve reached the end.

Can You See Me?

Can you see me?

Standing here?

Watching you, watch me?

Everything I do you do to.

And it is so annoying.

It is as if you could read my mind.

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NT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: "French Script MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt”>And it frightens me.

Why do you stand there watching me watch you?

Everything behind you looks the same to me.

You mirror everything I do.

Don’t you have your own life?

Or will you always have to borrow mine?

Why do you follow me everywhere I go?

Is your life so dull?

I don’t want you.

You can’t even say your own name.

I don’t want you.

Go away.

I don’t want you.

Stop leeching my life away from me.  I don’t want you.

Go away….

Go away.

Blood Run

The blood runs everywhere

Waking the sleeping demons

Hiding underneath the temple.

The decay is fresh…

Alluring…

Bringing out the beast

Try to fight it…

While you can.

For when you lose

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May 9, 2006

Stupid movie thing doesn’t allow me to read the first part… Will you hit the enter buttons a few time so I can read it all? the bottom part is good at least! lol. <333

May 14, 2006

I love your poetry. You’re such an excellent writer. RYN: John and I originally decided to share an OD mostly because we figured that only one of us would end up writing, not both. Since that’s not the case, it was just time for me to get my own.

May 14, 2006

PS. No, Tech-guy didn’t quit, but I think he will soon. I think the supervisor is a “lifer” since I know other places won’t allow him to do some of the things that he does.