I see blood before my eyes,
- I see death all around me and those i know,
- I see hate around me devouring the world,
- I see lust from people that should not be together,
- I see fire feeding on what used to be my loving, safe home,
- I see my soul being taking from me and turned into seductive darkness,
- I see those dead, who were once alive, start to rise, from the grave,
- I see horrors too scary and graphic to mention,
- I see my hands dripping with the blood of my victim ,
- I see my lips dripping with the blood also of from him ,
- I see his soul being turned into something evil and cold,
- I see his life falling away from them as he starts to change,
- I see fear his eyes, along with look of lust, and want,
- I see his body turn from a very much alive , person, to someone wih no soul,
- I see dark cloudes forming in his eyes, as i take him by the hand,
- I see hunger and thirst in his eyes, as we stalk our prey,
- I see our human food start to run as fast as they can,
- I see my vampire child start to feed like an animal of the wild,
- I see my hand move to to the lower part of my body, as i pleasure myself, from watching him get his fill,
- I see our eyes meet as he comes back to me and takes my hand in his,
- I see sexual desires in his eyes as we start to kiss,
- I see him undress me under the dark moonlight,
- I see something beautiful yet dark and evil happen as we make love,
- I see my nails dig into his skin, and release his blood to his back from within,
- I see my teeth sink into his neck, tasting his blood and that of his prey,
- I see his body completly covering me as he goes deeper and deeper inside of me,
- I see his eyes roll back in his head as he lets loose his love cream inside of me,
- I see his lips coming up to kiss and thank my body for what it took from him,
- I see him take me in his arms and his teeth going into my neck, as he takes another drink of me,
- I see trails of blood along the ground as we soar into the night,
- I see the moon oh so bright and mysterious, shinning on us as we are in flight,
- I see this same thing happening over and over, day end day out,
- I see darkness , emptyiness, heartache, pain, death, sex,lust, violence, and all of this is thanks to me being a creature of the night,
- Which being this sexy, evil, dark, blood thirsty creature causes me to have:
DREADFUL VISIONS.
THE END
I feel the evil inside of me, growing larger, day by day,
- Will this feeling ever go away?
- No it is going to be here, to haunt me,
- To tease me, to lure me into it's dreadful hands,
_ But where will i stand,
- Will i go for the light or the dark,
- And where will my journey embark,
- Why do i feel this evil taking over my entire being?,
- All the Evil things that i have been seeing,
- Have made me wonder what it has store for me next,
- What do i have to look for, from the evil that has made me it's host,
- What visions this evil has given me, has made me scared, yet also turned on,
- I love feeling the evil come up from inside me, and make it's way to the outside,
- Now from the world , this evil will not have to hide,
- When i am in the moment of having sexual experiences,
- I feel the most evil sensations want to come out,
- I want to sink my teeth into my partner,
- Making them bleed , as i drink from them, feeding untill they are drained,
- And i am full of my evil dinner,
- Their blood dripping from my lips, as i then come back to the current state,
- The state of having dark, rough, demented, evil sex,
- Having my hair pulled, my neck bitten, and my throat being choked,
- I moan as i feel the sensations all over my body,
- My hands start to shake,
- My body starts to ache,
- From all the pain, pleasure, cumming that i have endured,
- Wow, who would have guessed that sex like this can feel soo good,
- Oh i know it would,
- And why i love evil, rough, sex so much?
- Simple, it is because i feel and am so evil. (it is just somewhat bottled insid
I used to look up to him,
- I saw him as my role model,
- I thought he was an amazing man,
- Then growing up over the years, shit started to hit the fan,
- I found out he had a secret,
- I learned that he was not the man he protrayed,
- From then on my impression of him went astrayed,
- He lied over and over to me through my teenage years,
- Which brought me to so many tears,
- Even now as i have become an adult i still cry,
- And find myself wondering why?,
- Why he threw his life away?,
- Why he chose this addiction over his family?,
- Why he lied to me and broke so many promises?,
- But most of all, i wondered why he became a prisoner of this Drug?,
- Sometimes i wish i had a easier childhood,
- To be able to have fun as a teenager,
- To know that i had a Dad that was the greatest one,
- But, with him, things and life was never fun,
- I stuck by him when no one else did,
- I kept giving him chances and kept my faith,
- Then i stopped believing in him,
- Why and when you may ask?
- Why? Because he became a hender in my life than a help,
- He hurt me so many times now and for a while, it is not just me i have to worry about,
- I have two precious childern who hardly know him,
- And this might sound bad , But i am glad they don't,
_ When i started loosing my faith?,
- Simple! When he chose that drug over us....
- I can not ever forgive or forget what he has done to me,
- And even though the pain you all may not see,
- It is here, in my heart, thoughts and soul,
- But, i have became strong, and have hidden these feelings, until now,
- Writing does help me deal with this somehow,
- I just can not take his lies, broken promises, and i just can not take him anymore,
- My love for him has went through the floor,
- And will never come back,
- He will never be my dad anymore,
- just my father, someone that was a donor,
- And now due to his choices , he will be a loner,
- He even has two younger boys (whom are my brothers), that because of his life, he hardly ever see's,
- And they are living the worse life like if they were overseas,
- Because, they are alone on this, even with my mom,
- But that is another poem there,
- That woman makes me wanna pull my hair,
- Back to my so call dad,
- God that man makes me so freaking mad,
- I am letting him go with this poem,
- Think what you will about me,
- But , you were not here to see,
THE PAIN HE HAS CAUSED ME......
THE END....
- The blood i crave...
I know i have mention the whole blood thing before, but i am really wanting to drink blood . I am honestly craving blood. To taste it between my teeth and on my tounge. To have it drip from my lips as i sink my teeth in to get more. To smear it all over my face and down my body, untill i have my victims blood on me. These feelings are real , not just some story i made up, i would really drink blood from someone right now if i could. Just thinking about having the thick blood going down my throat as i devour every drop, makes me warm and damp in a certain area . I want someone to bite me in return and to make me bleed. Then we both kiss, sharing each others blood. And to taste each other. I can feel my pussy getting wet and horny from me thinking and writing this. I want blood, so bad i can taste it.
I need it, i want it, i lust for it. To have the lucious taste of it going through my lips, as i swallow every drop . Feeling my victims hand around my throat trying to push me away. But, the sexual tension is so great, that they pull me closer to bite them more, and deeper and harder, untill they are just dripping blood. Then they dominate me and start biting me untill i bleed once again, they drink and lick and bite every inch of my blood and throat. i am in intense orgasmic pleasure , as i feel their fangs sink into me harder, so hard i feel them scrap bone from the deepness and hardness of their bite. Then after we have our fill of each other, we then lay there, covered in blood and love smells and stains, drifting off to sleep in the dead of the night.
Well that is really what i want, hope yall liked, god i am sooo horny now, damn it lol. Now i blame myself lol
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