Ceased To Beat
My eyes are bloodshot. My soul is fading fast. I hold on to the memory wishing time would last. The dreams are haunting. I never could understand. I wish I could be free instead of holding your hand. Though my wishes are just words that I can’t bare to hear. My reality is lost as my world becomes my fear.
The tapping just keeps going. Beating like a drum. I let my heart break. Why was I so dumb? My arm has gone numb. Wish I could too. But my reality isn’t over. If only I knew. I whispered one name. It carried on the wind. Is this all so bad? This isn’t the end.
A Vampire either kills or releases his prey yet I am still here. The shadows in my room kiss the pain away and swallow my tears. A silent laugh echoed through the hall at one time. The heart died and so did my mind. The tapping ceased to beat as the dreams came no more. The pain is hidden. Buried deep within the core.
June 16, 2006
My Old Self
Quiet. I want to hear you break. I want to watch as your world begins to shake. I’ll ignore the blood on your lip as you feel your skin start to rip. The smile on my face is rude, I know. I can’t help but to watch this lovely show. You see, I was once like you. Stupid, thinking I knew what to do. Now here I stand. More powerful than you’ll ever be. Of course don’t get me wrong. You can plainly see.
I stand here watching your weakness this time. I know every thought that is rushing through your mind. I’d hold your hand to help you through the pain, but I know how it is. You’ll never be the same. Trust me, I don’t think I’m better than you. I know that I am. Stop what your believing. Stop telling your self that this is a sham. I told myself that this wasn’t real. My old self was hard to kill, but now I am better than ever. It’s amazing how a creature can be so clever.
June 23 ,2006
Mark In The Sand
I wrote your name in the wet sand. My fingers still tingled from your hand. I dreamed of you last night. Everything felt so right. Your lips against my ear. Your whispers chasing away my fears. It ended too soon. I woke up alone to the light of the moon.
I looked back at the footprints from which I came. Reality washed them away with my tears to blame. I sat down where I stood and just became a statue in the open. The wind took my mind away leaving my body dying and choking. I stared at my shell for a while. Then I looked up to see your fading smile.
Nothing about you had changed. Even when everything was so deranged. When I saw you pick my body up my heart stopped. You held me close, crying, and then the world dropped. I realized if I had waited just a little longer then I would had been with you. I stepped out into the ocean and watched as closer the waves grew.
June 30, 2006
"I’m Sorry..."
She whispered, "I’m sorry..." but no one seemed to hear her confession. Louder she spoke, "I’m sorry!" still no one looked in her direction. Crying she left the room with her heart shattered like broken glass on the floor. In the cold midnight air she screamed to the rain for no more, but all she heard in return as she fell to the wet grass was an echo.
She opened her eyes to the sun and the morning dew. Was it all a dream? She wish she knew. Walking into the house the emptiness hit her hard. Shivering, her mind collapsed as her emotions were waiting to guard.
In solid black he seemed but a dream to her. As he crossed the room his image was a blur. Empty eyes bore into her soul. As if reading her fright he took her hand to hold. She flinched at his touch but warm was his hand. She melted to him like water to sand. His lips formed into a smile as she stared up at her stranger. Losing herself she was never aware of the danger.
Her eyes burned as recognition took place making her feel faint. The man before her wearing the ring was no saint. "You killed me." She exclaimed as she ran out the door. The smile faded from the man as his heart tore. Closing his eyes, locked inside his head. "I’m sorry..." he lightly said.
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