Vampire Realm

Fear not my only child,

You

Greater than the chosen one herself

You are

A slayer, a vampire.

Defeat

Can only come from

Within.

Fear not for I, a vampire

And she,

A slayer are with you and

Apart

Of you always.

Use

The power of light that

Your mother

Gave you.

Use

Your strength that

I gave you,

My daughter of both worlds

Light and dark.

You

Are the last.

You

Are the invincible chosen

One.



Lies To A Hero

I lost my first
Love,
My spirit and my
Name.
I came-
To love another.
I gained my soul
And saved the
World
As was usually her
Destiny.
But now I fade-
No choice but these:
A life
Of hell or purgatory,
Never
To leave.
Confusion and hate, now
My constant need,
Yet those not worthy
Nor as brave
Get everything and the
Lot.
So here I stay
And fight my way.
Forgotten.
Is this how heroes die?

Unknown Hero

I was so afraid the night

We laid,

Holding you close.

I never

Wanted to lose you,

Never

Hurt you. You gave me

Strength

To become, at length,

A hero

Like you. Now that I stand,

The light

Warm on my hands,

My soul-

Glowing like never before, I say

Goodbye.

I'm sorry for the pains and the

Ones still to

Lie and the future I'll never

See

And that in the end you really did

See me-

As I am and always will be.

Don't be

Afraid, don't shed a tear, all will

Be well,

This song only I can hear.

Go be a hero.

Go be a friend.

Know always I loved you,

And everyone else;

My only friends.

Tell them for me, tell them for us

I'm willing

Now to leave this show knowing

You're safe

And can love after all.

Thank you

For this and now with a kiss,

The sun

Will take me and lay me to

Rest.



Cry For You

I am a slave to my
Heart and it belongs
To you.
Everything I once was
Is gone.
I hated and killed,
Took pleasure in pain
And lived as undead
For so long.
Now, my soul returned
To me, I struggle
To be what you want of me.
Though your trust
Is cold and being so bold,
Your heart so hardened,
The pain you endure
I wish only to soften.
I still contain evil
But in the end
I am your protecter,
Your warrior and slave.
All I need is your
Love to be saved.

Obession

I'm lost

Never to be found.

You

Were my life, though I

Loved

Yet you despised me.

I don't blame

You.

I am a monster,

Wanting to be a man.

Now you

Lay there, still and lifeless.

Gone.

Your life given for another.

If only I had

Saved you.

I could have a second

Chance.

Become a man, lose the monster.

You would still be here.

Laughing and alive.

Bright.

It should've been me.

Not you,

I should have died.

I'd do anything for that to

Be.

For you-

You, my only light.

You, my obession.

Pirate's Ballad

Buccaneers and buried gold
Seek ye treasures old.

Peg legs and one eyed
Swabs, brandish yer
Cutless and make ye
the tales of horror
Told.

Buccaneers and buried gold
Seek ye treasures old.

Fallow yer cap'in you land
Lubbin cods,
Down the throat to
The belly of gold
Gaurded by those who
Never grew old.

Buccaneers and buried gold
Seek ye tresures old.

"Midnight 'til one belongs
To the dead!" Cries yer
First mate, shall ye
Turn back or stay and be
Damned? It may be too late,
For you've reached the end
Of the map, here there be
Monsters to make.

Buccaneers and buried gold
Seek ye treasures old.

Return to yer home, thy
Masted ship and sing
Ye songs,
"Sixteen men on a dead man's
Chest, yo ho ho and a bottle
Of rum..."
Make ye heads turn numb,
Weigh anchor and drink up
Me hardies, drink up
And make Port Royal yours.

Buccaneers and buried gold
Seek ye treasures old.

My Talent

Push away.
Disconnect,
Can not reflect.
Gone in a flash,
All trash.
Throw away
To hurt, sting
Another day.

The Question

If life is pain,
What is to gain?
The soul-
Slain,
The deepest hole,
No control.

What is  the plan?
Where is the hand-
Of God?

Why?

Is all I ever want to know.

Far Cry

Love so pale.

Love too stale.

Why fly away?

When war is won

And death is done,

When you can never

Fail?

Silent Sea

Can you hear the waves off shore

Far in the greying darkness?

The ambercup of noise they

Make upon the dotted dusty

Silence?

What lies beneath,

Rotting bones of ships

Ancient memorial wreaths

Armored in coral reef.

Bones of long dead warriors

Watch-

Empty sockets of life

Continuing in merky abyss.

Long lost souls,

Tragedy-

Testimonies upon their

Watery gravely destiny.

Dead men walking-

Pale, still souls,

Away to unknown horizons.

The ocean claims what she will

And gives up her dead

Secretly.

When winds are still

And the trumpet sounds-

Death calls to everyone.

Summer Ghosts

Empty, cracked,
    Sun-baked swing sways
Errily in ghostly breeze
    Of vacant summer.

The metal creaks,
   Chains clank, clank, clank
Against the echoing poles
    Of empty volley ball courts.

Silent of laughter.
Silent of yells and shouts.

The memory of playing children
     Stuck in silent errie screams of winds,
Rustling dried leaves on asphalt
      And the opressivness of the building.
Slides, bleachers, fences, black-tops
      And echoing halls.

Shadowed classrooms. All abandoned,
     Forgotten rusted and alone. Loningly waiting
The setting sun, waiting for tomorrow
     When life returns again.

Banishment

Distraction,
Like a cancer,
Tough too-
I hate distraction!
My soul screams,
Away with you!
I need inspiration,
Determination, and
Satisfaction.
I banish you distraction!

Silence again.
Awww, sweet concentration!

Rooms

So many rooms for so many things.
One is for dreams,
Another for wishes,
And another for schemes.

There are idea rooms,
Love rooms,
Underwater rooms,
And sunny rooms.

I've got dark rooms,
And space rooms,
Rooms with forests
And animals wild.

Rooms with memories of
Friends and inner child.
Rooms with mistakes and
Rooms with holes.
Rooms full of clutter and
Some full of hopes.

I've got wonderful, mystical stairs
To those rooms.
Long and short halls connecting
Them to.
Windows to see from and
Wild backyards to
Discover new ones.

And somewhere in all this
Is one little room-

Tiny-

Hidden and lost.
My most secret of rooms,
Even from me.

This room is myself,
The picture of me.
I have so many keys,
So many ways, so many
Rooms and doors.

I can't remember where
This room ran off to
Or where I dropped the key.

So I stop in a hall
And I think for a bit.
Spring cleaning is overdue.
And the only way I'll
Find myself and
You.

I Am

I am me and nothing more.

I wonder to what end is man's

Distant shore.

I hear the soundless whispered

plea of death's strange melody,

I see rain and thunderstorm

Everlasting life un-born.

I want love, life, and freedom

Come infinite and right.

I am me and nothing more.

I pretend to be a player upon the stage,

My age, and all that is in between.

I feel nothing and everything all at once,

Blinding inocence.

I touch my soul and it cries and glows

And away it flies and goes.

I worry never more, what good would it do?

What power does it hold?

I cry and plea,

Life be sweet, no sour, a soul that

can't be beat.

I am me and nothing more.

I understand what I am supposed to

And explore what I am not.

Learning all the while, secret plots.

I say soundlessly, secrets of my own.

Not yours to hear

At least not yet, I fear.

I dream worlds beyond imagining.

I try my best at everything

And my worst at nothing.

Sometimes when I lose, I win.

I hope in all hopes, dreams and wishes

Of a child's delight

From youth and kisses.

I am me and nothing more.

Restored

I was once a shadow
In the past-

Long ago-

My reflection of
Glass
Shattered-

Empty shards of
Shadow
In darkness
I remained.

Crying silent-

Lost.

Alone.

One day I found a candle
In crumbled corner-
The flame so small,
Flickered.
With one touch
Extinguishing forever.

Lost in black oblivion.

I held my breath,
So afraid to move.

A spirit came.
He said,
"Pick up the flame!
Throw it into the
Painted black!
Bring our light back!"

I was afraid.
I didn't want the light
To go out.
I stood for a while in
the shattered, darkened
silence of my cell.

I made a choice.

I threw the flame into
the window
Black-
A beam of light so very
small pierced through.

My light was back!

The spirit came,
took my hand,
walked with me
Toward my mirror of
shattered reflection
and even while the shards
cut deep his hands-
Bleeding, he put them back
where they belong.

I stood helpless watching-
So long.
He said,
"Help me child."
So I did.
So I am.

Every piece our bleeding
Hands replace
Restores my soul.
Makes our light shine all
the brighter.

Sometimes,
I tire,
I ache,
I cry,
I discourage.
Sometimes my sight fails
and I'm afraid.
Until he whispers,
"I am here. You are okay."

The walls are crumbling.
through dead ruins old-
Man made.
Life of green surrounds
In comfort.
Light embraces, all
Encompassing.
Chasing shadows,
Reducing shade.

The spirit is always there.
Whenever I need him.
When he needs me.

My shattered reflection
No longer-
Is restored.
Cracked here and there.
I can't see yet.
What I will be.
He says,
Soon enough I will be-

Free.

The Curse of Zeal

Beware that twilight
Roar,
It is the evil one.

The lion mad-

Lost in despair.

Beware his deceitful
Tongue,
It is full of nonsense,
Every word,
Every one.

Beware!
Do not follow him,
For he drags you down
Into darkness, bound.

He is horrible,
Merciless,and
Wrong.

When he is defeated,
His name will be forgotten.

Condemned,

To
Oblivion.

Cats

Cats are the most curious people.

They look all knowing and wise.
They are-
But they keep their secrets well.

They appear fearsome and mean.
They are-
But you only see it once.

They can appear completely comical and ridiculous.
 They are-
But it's all in good fun.

They appear as lazy as can be.
They are-
But for good reason.

A cat's life is everything that magic is-
In a blink of an eye.

But they are also just creatures,
Timid and shy.

They are duality at its most refined.

Have you ever told a cat, behave?
It would never have it.

In their own due time,
They will curl up on your lap and purr.

Cats are nature herself.

Cruel and kind.