Wednesday, July 22, 2009

His name was Jon.
Her name was Jane.
No longer could he spare the pain.

Her teeth were black.
Black as coal.

She is determined to tear up every soul.

Her eyes glisten in the midnight snow.

His face turns red.
She's ready, set, go.

He runs in sweat, pain, and fear.
She's whispering to you; "Come here my dear."

He's out of breath, behind a wall.

She's never fooled, she knows it all.

She creeps behind and blows the air.
He shivers in fright. "She's not there."

Her wrath so strong.

She takes a bite.

And tomorrow is yet, just another night.



Sunday, July 12, 2009

Mistaken Love

My cheek is tense, pressed against the frozen window on the second floor of the hotel.

You quietly seek your way beyond noticeable and creep up behind.

Your hand so cold, gently brushed the arch of my back leaving me a cold sensation of guilt.

I'm clothless.


My tears burn on the window's glare, leaving a trail of wet, salty; disgrace.

The lies.

The horrid truth poked it's way through.

You manage to be silent, so silent it was irrational.

I creek my neck to the right.
I see a disappointed, lonesome, hurt; boy.


I focused on your shadowed face, your eyes were only lines of black, as too your mouth.

"Forever may have ended sooner than we realized, your lies have left me with the least bit of happiness. I expected more from a girl as so pretty as you. You deserve better, I'm sorry your time was wasted on such a worthless b
oy like myself. Excuse my ruthless doings for not keeping you together. Fulfill your wishes sweet girl. I was not up to your standards to keep up with such a unforgettable girl. I was just not the one. Through all the time i loved you, every moment was to cherish. Find a good man, like him, to hold onto forever. For i; give up on love. I found it but it doesn't seek me to be the man of her fantasy. I shall see you in heaven lovely girl, your definitely too much of an angel for hell."

And that was the day i mistaken the meaning of love.