I grow tired...
each and everyday
is a battle
for me not to do it.
I feel pain...
a physical, torturing
invasion on my once
happy life.
I feel hope...
a small ray of light
shines in my eyes
and gives some strength.
I feel sad...
because my life
took a wrong turn
and now I'm paying for it.
Of all the things I feel
one shows through the most,
one surprisingly enough
helps me get by...
This emotion is strong
It has helped
in a lot of situations.
what is it I feel?
I feel NOTHING.
Under the moon there I sat gazing at the sky...
I wondered about my life and where it was going...
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a light
not bright enough to be anything of importance,
just a light.
As it came closer I wondered about more;
more than my life but about his...
I wondered why he had chosen me?
Why was I the one to be his last girl?
I ran through my past and what I knew of his.
I know that he has had some complications with
past women, they've been abusive in many ways.
The light moves ever towards me....
It's a healthy relationship! What we have is Perfect!
with minimal disagreements, I say that cause we don't fight,
we work through our differences like adults should.
He loves me completely, as I love him.
The light moves closer still....
I'm very happy he asked me to take his name.
It was a very big leap, him taking a chance on me.
Yet I will never ruin what we have since I couldn't ask for more.
I came to the realization that he is my life.
The light is almost to me....
I couldn't live a normal, happy exsistance with out him.
Everything he stands for in my life is all I've ever wanted.
A man who cares, takes care of me (when I let him),
and who doesn't let the fact I'm independant rule how he looks at me...
The light is on me now and I notice it is him,
the one true love of my life has come to rescue me
from the dark pit I fell into a long time ago.
He pulls me to safety and holds me in his loving arms.
I'm finally safe.... lying with him.
walking down the lonely streets
my body sways back and forth
I don't understand why
I feel so weak.
I place my hand to my neck
pull away and it's covered in blood
how could this happen
I didn't feel the pain.
My chest is starting to hurt
I grip it and crumble to the ground
my heart is slowing
what am I to do?
The darkness invades my every thought
teaching me how to hunt
showing me where I need to look
and how to approach my victims.
All at once I see myself
and the realization hits
in my entire lesson
the teacher was me.
once I a woke
I looked around the empty streets
there in the shadows my maker
the one who will help me transform.
he welcomes me with open arms
and tells me I have died.
shock trembles once I realize
I am truly one of them.
One with the creatures of the night
one with my master
never to see the sun shine again
but never to worry about death coming in.
my chin in his hand he looks me over
nods in approval
and says to me...
" you are my pride and joy
great things will come from your strength"
we then walk away
into the alley
where I make my first kill
and live.
Darkness surrounds me
hiding all that is familiar to me
Where has everyone gone?
Where? For I don't want to be alone.
Why is it so hard to breath?
I feel as if I'm in a box
With no way out
What is this all about?
I come to realize I'm in a coffin
I start clawing in panic
scratching and screaming
but there is no way out
A sudden rush of light
but not the sun
Where is it coming from?
Candles are all around.
I survey my surroundings
noticing I'm not the only one
A man, tall and proud
stands to the side
He watches as I get out
gazing at me with lust
and yet something else
a sense of satisfaction.
His blue eyes beckon
for me to come forward,
to come to him
he holds out his hand.
Tenitively I take it
and an over whelming sense
fills every fiber of my being
I pull away in fear.
He wraps his arms around me
saying comforts in my ear
" You are mine forever.
You have nothing to fear."
I look up at his face
while in his cold embrace
saying " That coffin was my bed?
Is it true am I really dead?"
With his low and kind words
I felt his might
he then stated to me
"My love welcome to Eternal Night."
COMMENTS
oh lovely poems of very high class flow of rhyme...
i loved all poems of this month...
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