I remember I was in a bad mood one day and was listening to a whole bunch of Evanescence songs and decided on taking bits of their lyrics and putting it into a poem of how I was feeling. And this is what came of it.
Under your spell again.
I can't say no to you.
I run to you.
But how can I pretend that I don't see
What you hide so carelessly?
Got to open my eyes to everything.
It's so clear,
All your lies,
I'm not believing.
I won't be broken again.
You'll never know the way your words have haunted me.
I'm losing my mind and you just stand there and stare as my world divides.
You know you live to break me. Don't deny.
I'm sick of the lies.
You can't play the victim this time,
It's over.
So you can try to tear me down
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me,
Drowning my will to fly.
Blurring and stirring - the truth and the lies,
So I don't know what's real and what's not.
Always confusing the thoughts in my head.
Maybe I'll wake up for once,
Not tormented daily defeated by you.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
But now that I've given up on you,
Walking away I see the pain you put me through.
Lost in your game to change the same.
I'll make my own way,
And hate me, if it feels good.
I can't hear your screams anymore.
You lied to me,
But I'm not buying baby.
Demanding my response,
Don't bother breaking the door down.
I found another one of my poems I'd written from one of my character's perspectives. This is from Kai, one of my many vampire characters, for a story I've created. Hopefully someday I can finish it and maybe get it published.
~Untameable Heart~
Some call me a golden white angel
when they see me.
My hair silver yet gold,
my eyes too.
Pale skin
icy cold.
Young looking
only merely
twenty-one.
But behind these eyes
I hold a secret.
I am no angel
even though I wear
this white.
I am immortal,
a guardian,
a demon
of the night.
Bloodsucker some call me,
a vampire that sends
others to fright.
A cursed life yet
full of surprises too.
Gentle sometimes but
others cruel.
This heart of mine
untameable stone
because being left
in this world all
alone.
I sometimes wonder if
there's someone out there.
Someone so kind,
so nice,
so fair,
that can possibly tame
my heart of stone.
In all the centuries
that I've gotten to
live,
I wonder if there's
someone, anyone
that their heart to me
they'll give
to tame this untameable
heart of mine.
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