This is a newish poem I wrote, hope you like it:

The Monster


I walk down the street.
The sound of cold stone beneath my feet.

I stop under the gleaming light of the lamppost.
There I unleash the creature my body hosts.

I tear down the street.. My silver hair gleams in the moon’s light.
I tear my victims apart as the try to fight.

The crimson blood runs down my face.
My enemy is now the human race.

My heart dies as the monster wins.
The lock is opened to my threshold of sins.

Me and my old life will never be.
While this horrible curse is placed upon me.

As I take my own life with the blade of freedom
Will I denied access into the holy kingdom?

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April 24th 2007...

it's disturbingly good codger...i like that line `there i unleash the creature my body hosts'...gives me an image of a parasite living under your flesh, feeding off you, draining you of your own life, and then it seems to win/take over. your endings are pretty sad though...i hope you are ok.

Yeah i am ok lol.... I just can't think of happy endings lol.... I am experamenting with my style... including happy poems lol. Thank you for the feedback much appreciated.

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April 24th 2007...

you're welcome codger...good to hear you're ok.

My most recent poem... it is not as good, but more lighthearted

Classroom Hatred


I walk out the classroom….my anger is heated.
I feel broken and defeated.

I want to destroy this evil building.. Were all my pain is placed.
Burn it to the ground….. So all the memories will be erased.

I trod down the stairs, I am met by Mr Head.
Soon he and the rest will be dead.

I push past him, he shouts after me
Why won’t these fucking people leave me be?

I run towards the old, inviting door, were the things I need can be found
Soon the school will be burned to the ground

I light the small, death bringing match, and put it in my pool of freedom
Soon these people will be knocking on the door of God’s kingdom

My tormenters run and let out desperate screams
I wake from my slumber… wishing it wasn’t one of my dreams.

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April 24th 2007...

wow...that's awesome codger...love that line `where all the pain is placed...burn it to the ground...so all the memories will be erased'...high school can be a tough place for a lot of people...kids can be really cruel, and not even realise it sometimes, or they do, but they are so influenced by their peers, everyone just wants to fit in and be "cool"..it's such bullshit really.

I am glad you picked up on the true meaning of the poem... that high school is a hard place to be.

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April 24th 2007...

This is not a poem.... but a story, if people like it, then i will post the other chapters. The story is called bad blood:

Chapter 1: Origin Of Hatred


I am awoken from my slumber by a desperate scream. “ No please…. Don’t!!”
The voice is the sound of my mother, I run down the old wooden stairs in a frantic hurry. There I see the cause of my mother’s peril.

Stood in the moonlight radiating from the frost capped window was a tall, dark figure. He walked towards my mother, she screamed as he grabbed her quivering body and sank his fangs into her soft, now pale flesh. I saw her golden blonde hair turn crimson red as the blood escaped her body. The creature threw his head back and dropped my mother to the ground.
“ Mommy?” I uttered in a pathetic, fear tinted voice.

The creature turned, droplets of blood flew across the room. He wiped my mother’s blood from his cold lips. The only thing he did to me was grin as he continued to walk out of the house, his long, sweeping cape trailing after him.

I run to my mother, but know she is gone. I look around the dark room and see my farther, his throat ripped from his broken body. As I look at the corpses I do not shed a tear.. For the only thing In my mind was hatred……….

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April 24th 2007...

Sorry for the triple post But i jsut wrote this:

Lies


Hello my love, why did you spin a lie?
That burned a hole in my heart and made me cry.

You said you loved me, to the end of your days.
You hurt me in so many ways.

I started to hate you, wish you were dead
I wanted to stick a knife in your head

But now I see that’s life.
My wrist under the knife.

You did this to me you creep.
It was your love I wanted to keep.

Now I see my crimson regret.
I hope you will never forget

You were the one who took the love I gave
Now I lie here, in my cold grave.

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April 24th 2007...

wow hoch much time did you spend for the last poem ?
i like it. the best one in my opinion
your last story is really cruel, can you post the other chapters ?

i see!!!!!!!!!

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