Watch Your BackWatch Your Back part one
I was running like the wind. I was absolutely petrified. I looked behind me, my horror my captor was getting rather close. I had been running for about an hour now, or at least that is how it felt.
I was sleeping very peacefully in my bed, when suddenly some strange man came through my window and woke me up. I immediately raced through the window that this man had gone through. I then went racing into the forest just opposite my bedroom. I was still dashing through the forest and sometimes having to avoid many trees, when suddenly I felt a hand close around my breasts. Then out of the blue another hand wrapped its way around my mouth causing me to start screaming like a mad women. I was then bundled into his van. Terrified, I looked around this mysterious van it was a shadowy shade of grey, in the front the mad man was driving far too fast dashing around the corners. Where is this maniac taking me? What is he going to do to me? I thought wildly as I strug
I hate you.I hate you.
I hate it when you treat me like shit.
Yet you expect me to forgive you?
I hate it when you make me hurt.
Yet you expect me to forgive you?
I hate it when you laugh at me.
What does that say about you?
It says you’re a cunt.
I hate it when you make me useless.
Does that really you powerful?
To know that I’m hurting?
I hate it when you insult me yet you still mean the world to me.
How does it feel to you?
To know that I’m in pain?
I’m hurting a lot,
And it’s all your fault.
The Vampire BoyThe Vampire Boy
He was a regular teenage boy or so we thought. He had jet black hair. He eyes were murky brown and forest green. He always wore black jeans and a black hoodie hung loosely around his slender frame. One cold dark winter evening as he and I were walking home from the cinema he suddenly stopped in a dark deserted ally way. He just looked at me for a few seconds before he lunged at me and before I knew it I was thrown to the ground. I was shocked. What happened to the funny, kind and caring person that I knew and loved? Before I had a chance to question him, he began to bite down hard on my collar bone causing me to scream out in pain. His teeth were razor sharp. He put his left hand over my mouth as he slowly moved down and sunk his teeth into my upper arm. To my horror he started to drink my blood ripping my flesh in the process. The pain was excruciating as I screamed again. I kicked him hard in the balls and punched him in the face. I realized, much too late, that this
Vampire PoemVampire Poem
As he sucks the life out of somebody,
he watches the blood trickle down his shirt,
He stares at his victim hungrily yearning for more blood to reach his mouth,
He can still taste it in his mouth as he graves for more blood,
he bites through his victim's flesh quenching his thrist eagerly,
He rips the person's heart out of his lifeless body,
He stares at the damage he himself has caused still hungry for more,
I must not! he thinks as he glances at his best friend's corpse with remorse....
Hearts are fragile like the shattering of glass.
Waiting to be fragmented by the person, who is most important to you,
Treasures that are waiting to be opened and crumbled all at the same time
The pain in someone’s chest when people’s words are throw at their heart
When you realize you don’t matter to them as much as they do to you
The crushing (explosion) of feelings as they form tears in your eyes.
Hearts, the most important organ in the human body and that is where I store my love for you.
Boys, the ones, who are most perplexing beings in the universe,
Boys, the ones, who need our maximum attention,
Boys, the ones, who like you for a minute then don’t give you the time of day,
Boys, the ones, who do anything for a girl’s attention,
Boys, the ones who acknowledge that girls like them and don’t care
Boys, the ones, who put up a strong front even when they are hurting
Boys, the ones who virtually boast about anything and everything,
Boys, the ones who pretends they are not nervous in bad situations
Boys, the ones who are completely oblivious if a girl have a crush on them
Boys, the ones who have more complications than they let on,
Boys, the ones who never give up on a girl they have set their heart on,
Boys, the ones who you can’t live without but you can’t live with
Society is never satisfied, constantly waiting to be disappointed.
Society is never satisfied, until you are lifeless.
Society is never satisfied, until you take away your life.
Society is never satisfied with what you give it.
Society is never satisfied, until you are crushed with desperation.
Society is never satisfied, until it strips you of all your hope
Society is never satisfied, “you’re just doing that for attention!”
Society is never satisfied, until salty tears run down your beautiful face.
Society is never satisfied, and I am never satisfied with society.