Burning within
Screaming, on fire
Pouring out from the centre
Enveloping, drowning
This being, this entity
This lust for blood
Uncontrollable, inconceivable
Painful
Overpow’ring the immortal
Consuming the willing
Killing the weak
And raging through all who are damned
Damned to eternity
Damned to live
Damned to bloodlust, and
Damned to forever destroy
© 2007 Jennifer Lanke
First day of sleep
First night arisen
Senses heightened
Yet still imprisoned
Hunger clawing
Scented blood calling
Quickly, silently
Viciously, carelessly
Almost caught, the
Spike barely missed
Hidden in the shadow
Watching the hunter
Minutes pass, then
Hours too
Finally you
Are able to move
Steal a casket
Whisk it away
Quickly run, to
Your secret cave
Your hunger sated
Your body tired
Block the entrance, and
Crawl into your coffin
Lay your head
Upon the pillow
Sleep consumes you
In the shadow of a willow
© 2007 Jennifer Lanke
Hate and pain
Fear, regret
Have I not shed
Enough tears yet?
How much longer
Must I suffer
At the cruel hands
Of Fate?
I cannot take this
For much longer
I think I've gone insane:
I'm screaming,
Tearing at my hair.
I think I'll go
Crawl into a hole
Curl up tight
And die.
© 2005 Jennifer Lanke
Without my mask
Where can I hide?
I need my plastic smile
So I can survive
In this world
Of pain and fear
Of pressure and regret
How can I make it
Through this life
Without my mask
To hide the
Scared little girl
I sometimes am
Inside?
© 2006 Jennifer Lanke
Death.
Opposite of life.
Death is what life becomes.
Is it the end?
Perhaps.
A new adventure?
Possible.
Death is the only certain ting.
Even life is not certain.
Death is real.
Death is the only truth.
© 2004 Jennifer Lanke
Life.
A single word,
Four letters.
Meaningless.
Life ends,
It always will.
Never will it last forever.
What is the point?
To die?
This is our purpose?
Useless.
Pointless.
This is life.
© 2004 Jennifer lanke
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