Death for the Cheater

While I was walking with her,
One warm and peaceful summer’s night,
She said “I love you”,
So I hugged her tight.

The very next day I saw her with a guy,
Hanging out by the High School.
He was hugging and kissing her,
And that’s just against the rules.

That night I followed them,
In my sisters black car.
I watch them in the park,
And they went to far.

I figured right then and there,
The would both have to die,
And if anyone thought it was me,
I would tell them a lie.

The nest night I went to her house.
When I got there, the house was black.
I snuck into the kitchen,
And hid one of their knives behind my back.

O went upstairs to the room I knew was hers,
Then opened the door to find her asleep.
I closed the door behind me,
And was quiet on my feet.

I went to her bed and whispered,
“I love you, I’ll miss you, and I’m sorry.”
Then I slashed her throat and stabbed her chest.
Then cut her up, I was in no hurry.

When I was finished with her,
I went to his house,
I snuck in there to,
As quiet as a mouse.

I went up to his room,
Walked and closed the door.
I slashed his throat,
To even the score.

I stabbed his chest too,
And cut him to pieces.
I put the pieces in the river,
And fed them to the leeches.

I went home and took a shower,
Then washed my clothes and knife.
Memories come back flooding back,
And I laugh at how I took her life.

I wake up the next morning,
And looked outside.
There are police men,
So I try to hide.

They come and ask me questions.
I say I did not know.
They don’t believe me,
But turned and had to go.

I find a new girl.
She is very hot and cool.
The very next day I catch her with a guy,
Down by the High School.

He’s doing the same thing,
As the one that is dead.
This new one must suffer the same fate.
So I go and get my clothes that are stained blood-red.

I Wish I Could Die

I wish I could die,
And not have to worry any more,
About hiding from the watching eyes,
And hurt all those who hurt me to even the score.

I wish I could die,
And not have to see,
The people who ruin my life,
And be free from the people who torment me.

I wish I could die,
And not care about the world,
So I can go and go so high,
And see what will become unfurled.

I wish I could die,
And be the only one,
To be living in hate of my life,
I wish I could die and be happy when my life is done.

Love is When…

Love is when…
You hold me,
You touch me,
You hold my hand.

Love is when…
We hug,
We kiss,
We lay together.

Love is when…
I whisper your name,
I hold you tight,
I take your hand.

Love is when…
People laugh,
People joke,
People are kind.

Love is when…
The sky is blue,
The rain is falling,
The birds are singing.

Love is when…
I’m with you.

The One for Me

The one for me will love and care for me.
He will listen to me when I have problems.
He understands me.
The one for me is gentle and kind.
Loveable and charitable.
The one for me always says he loves me no matter
Where we are.
He respects me and hopes to be respected too.
The one for me tells me I am his.
He holds me when I need to be held.
He tells me he loves me and holds me close.
He comforts me when I’m sad.
The one for me is the one I want.
The one for me is you.

The Perfect Hug

The perfect hug is filled with love, cherish, and
Friendship.
It is soft, warm, and kind.
We hug when we meet, we hug when we say goodbye,
But this hug is different because it is in the middle.
The Perfect Hug is special because it comes from you.
It is soft and warm.
It is very inviting, so I take it.
You are the one I want to hug,
Everyday and always.
It is your hugs I cherish the most.
I want more of your hugs because they are hugs to
Remember.
You give me hugs to make me happy or when we
haven’t been together.
The Perfect Hug is given when you want to show love.
People foget hugs, but never forget the Perfect Hug.
I always want to be part of the Perfect Hug and now you
Are here, it will happen.
The Perfect Hug.

The Forever Kiss

Your lips are gently pressed against mine.
They are soft and inviting.
You hold me tight.
The kiss presses onward.
I wonder how long has it lasted.
A minute? A year? Forever?
My arms find their way around you neck.
The kiss is sweet and pleasurable.
They always are and always will be.
Your lips are softer then a cloud as we continue the
Kiss.
I will always remember this moment.
I never want to end this kiss,
But I must.
The kiss.
The kiss that is always remembered.
Always cherished, always loved.
People call it is the Forever Kiss.
No matter what, I will remember this kiss.
The Forever Kiss.

My Love

I feel your arms around me.
They are soft, warm, and strong.
Your embrace is gentle and kind.
Your chest is soft against my skin.
I feel your lips upon mine.
They are soft and gentle at first,
But then are strong and fierce.
I return the kiss and hope that this moment will never
End.
You arms tighten around my waist as my arms go
Around you neck.
The ends and we look each other in the eyes.
You whisper that you live me.
My lips barely brush your ear as I tell you that the
Greatest joy is being with you.
You lips press gentle against mine.
We are in a fantasy that will never end.
I know now that you are not my friend.
You are my love.
My one and only love.

Leaving Me

I feel alone because of you.
I feel sad because of you.
I want to take my life.
I hate my life.
I’m always depressed.
I may be smiling but I’m always crying.
I’m never going to be happy.
Pain is all I feel.
I can’t live like this.
I feel excluded from you life.
I want to die because of you.
I wish you could understand me.
I fell all of this because of you.
Because you’re leaving me.

What’s wrong with you? What’s wrong with me?

What’s wrong with you?
You say I’m yours.
You act like you’re in love with me.
You act like I’m the only one for you.
Then you leave me and try to make me understand.
You say you love someone else.
You want me to understand.
You leave me for someone else.
You can’t see what you did to me.
What’s wrong with you?

What’s wrong with me?
Aren’t I beautiful enough?
Aren’t I smart enough?
Why don’t you like me?
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Why can’t I understand?
Do you not love me anymore?
Is it the way I act?
Aren’t I good enough?
What’s wrong with me?

Please help me understand what’s wrong with you and what’s and
What’s wrong with me!

Broken

My heart is broken and shattered,
Torn to pieces, tattered.
It has happened before,
I’d just pick up the pieces and walk out the door.
This time I can’t pick up the pieces now,
Because you hurt me. How?
The person I liked and wanted the most,
Will never this heart’s party host.
You scarred me and it hurt.
You make me feel like a piece of dirt.
You make me with I was never alive.
You make me feel like I have to die.
You sit there and laugh like it is really funny,
But really you are being a really big dummy.
You sit there and laugh at me,
You put me down. How can this be?
I hate myself for liking you.
I hate you now I really do.
I hate you for what you did to me.
It hurts but you think it’s funny.
What about me do you not like?
Maybe I should go for a hike,
And jump off a cliff to take away my life.
You probably wouldn’t care if I really did die.
You did this to me.
Now that you’ve seen what you’ve done, are you happy?

I Miss You

Even though you are still here.
I fell as though you are not around.
You are mostly gone and hardly home but I know that you are there.
I want you to know that I will love you were ever you go.
I know that you are leaving soon to do what you were called to do.
And when you are gone I will be alone because I love you the most out of everyone here.
You have helped me in my trials and all that I’ve gone through.
I don't know what I will do without you because you are my inspiration.
When you are gone I feel as though I am lost because I can't find my northern star.
You are my northern star.
You shine brighter then anyone else.
I have always looked up to you and have always wanted to be you.
You are perfect in every way, physical and spiritual.
You have influenced me the most.
You are my hero no only just because you are helping this country, but because you have been a good example.
No one in this world can replace you because there is only one you.
No matter where you go, what you do, what happens to you, I will never stop loving you.
Even though I may never see you again, I know you are always watching over me.
I love you, I really do.
I know that you love me and everyone else.
I think I speak for all of us here when I say "Delia I miss you."

Sorry

I’m sorry that you feel the way you do,
About the way I’ve been treating you.
I’ll do anything to make you cheerful,
Please listen to me when I say you're beautiful.
I would do any thing for you, I would really try,
To make you happy, for you I would die.
I love you like family, I love my family so,
You are nothing like my siblings because you are a graceful doe.
I love you so but you probably don't think I do,
You might be thinking wrong because I love you.
If you think that we are friends no more,
Then I’d think again because you can't be sure.
You have always been so energetic and happy,
But without you my life is pretty gappy.
I have a gift, a gift to give,
Love and friendship, there's your reason to live.
I’m sorry.

Dead

I take your hand in mine.
It is as cold as death.
I look down.
Your hand is pale and lifeless.
I look at your face.
I put my hand to your neck.
You have no pulse.
You are colder then ice.
You are lifeless in my arms.
Your blood is staining my shirt.
I pull the knife out of your chest.
I cry as I realize what I did.
"My dear friend, I didn't mean to kill you!!!!" I scream.
I hold you close and cry.
Somebody finds me, I try to run but I can't leave you.
The police find me with your body.
They take me to jail.
As I sit alone I realize that you are gone.
My best friend is dead.
Dead and never coming back.
DEAD!!!!!

Spider Sensation

I feel their legs under my skin.
I feel them on my arms.
I try to get rid of them.
I dig under my skin but I can't reach them.
They move across my arms.
I can't get rid of them.
I scrub down my body but they come back.
I feel their legs crawling over my body.
I try to not think about them so they will go away.
I can't stop thinking about the spider sensation under my skin.
No matter what I try I can't get rid of the spiders.
They crawl all over me.
They drive me insane.
I want to die so I can't feel them.
I take drugs and they go away but then they come right back.
How can I get rid of them?
Will they ever go away?
I can't stand this spider sensation.

Blood

Warm, sweet, dark, and all over.
I see it on my hand, running through my fingers.
I see it on the razor I’m holding.
People wonder what’s wrong with me,
I say blood is my best friend.
Blood and pain are all I care about.
I feel it flowing through my body.
The fresh cut starts to bleed.
With every pulse, the blood spurts from the cut.
It’s running down my arm, staining my clothes.
There are stains all over my floor, on my knife, and on my razor.
The stains from the blood are as dark as the blood on my arms.
It feels good against my body.
The blood calls to me, beckoning me to telling me to let it out.
I let it out and it covers me.
It puts me in a warm embrace.
I invite the blood.
The warm, sweet, dark blood.

The Vampire’s Thirst 2

So cold, so pale.
You lie before me.
Your blood has vanished,
People say.
How? Where? They ask.
They don't ask me but I could say.
Your blood gives life to me.
It was a good snack.
Your blood was thick,
But I got it out easily.
It was warm, but very delightful.
No body knows my secret and
Those who know never live to tell.
You are not my first nor my
Last victim.
My first was 100 years ago and
I will never have a last.
They have all been your age.
17,
That is the age I drink to stay this
Age.
I know where your blood has gone.
I know where it has vanished to.
No one will know but me.

The Vampire’s Thirst

Warm, sweet, and running on the floor.
If flows in your body until I cut your throat.
Every little movement of yours makes it flow
More freely.
I feel it on my hands, running between my fingers.
It’s warm, dark, and thrilling to feel.
The taste is bitter-sweet as I lick it of my fingers.
You scream in pain.
I laugh in triumph as I drain all your blood.
I like the taste of you blood.
It gives me life.
I am immortal because of your blood.
It now flows in my body.
You lie motionless on the floor.
You are pale, so pale.
Every ounce of blood I drink, I gain 1 year of life.
You were no my first victim.
I have lived for one hundred years and I can never die.
Thank you for quenching my thirst for blood.
I loved it.

Murder

I see the blood on my fingers, clothes, and shoes.
I see it on the floor.
I see a body laying face down in a pool of blood.
I can hear the sirens coming closer and my hysterical,
High-pitched, bloodcurdling laughter.
I wander in the and find 3 more dead bodies laying in
Pools of blood.
Are the sirens ambulances or police cars?
I run far away from the house.
The pictures of my dead husband, little girls, and boy
Come flooding into my mind.
The realization of what I just did hits me.
I run, hiding in the shadows.
I hear people talking, trying to find me.
Someone steps in front of me.
They grab me, trying to hold me still.
I bite their arm, taking a chunk out of it.
I taste his bitter-sweet blood on my lips.
He screams in pain and lets go of me.
I start running as fast as I can.
I hear sirens behind me.
I give up and to police catch me.
I go willingly to the insane asylum.
there, I scratch myself to make me bleed every hour.
when they come to get me, I go willingly but they go to kill
me, I do myself.
I ripped out my own throat.

Nobody Knows

People think that they know what goes on in my life.
They think they understand.
They say everything in going to be ok.
They don’t understand the pain I feel right now.
They think their little jokes won’t hurt me but they do.
They say my life will be ok but I know it won’t.
I lost my cousin right after my birthday.
I’m losing my best friend.
She is leaving me forever.
People say you have to be really depressed or
Emotional to write these kinds of poems but I do it
Because that’s how I feel right now.
Nobody believes me when I tell them how I feel.
I can’t help it when I feel this way.
Day after day I beg for my life to end.
Day after day I want to be alone.
My life has so much pain that I can’t contain it inside of
me.
I want to let the pain out.
I want it to leave me but that is impossible to let it out.
Please let me end my life.
Nobody will notice I’m not there.
Nobody knows.

I Hate It

My life is miserable.
I hate it.
Everyone calls me a freak.
They say I act stupid.
They make fun of me because of what I do.
It’s not my fault I have brain damage.
It’s not my fault that I can't be what others want me to be.
People say I need to be locked up.
They say they understand me but they have
No clue what pain I’m going through.
I’m losing my best friend.
I never see her anymore.
She is always off and I have little time left with her.
She is always doing something else.
I hate the fact that I may never see her ever again.
I hate my life.
I have tried to run away but people found me.
I want to die but I know I cannot unless I kill myself.
It sounds like a good thing to do but I cannot bring myself to do it.
I want to end my life.
Please let me die!!!!

My Life

My life is full of pain, sorrow, and guilt.
I have sharpened the same knife over and over again.
I cannot tell what is skin and what is scar on my arms.
I have found so many empty pill bottles.
I have spent so much money on drugs.
All of this because he left me.
Alone.
I was once someone beautiful,
But with all these cuts and scars, I cannot
Tell who I am.
My friends have all left me.
They say that I must be such a screw up in life
That I can't ever kill myself.
My only friend now is pain, but I don't fell pain anymore.
The people from the asylum have come to get me.
I am in a glass room I cannot see out of.
I am in a jacket and cannot move my arms.
I run at the walls all day, screaming for them to let me out.
I finally brake through the glass, a piece goes through my heart.
They come and find me.
I say "I fell no more pain and I can finally be free from this hell I’m living."
They watch as I grow limp and as I take my last breath.
My hell of a life is over.

What did I do?

I am in a dream, screaming.
I have lost me family, friends, and myself.
I have pushed away my family, killed off all me
Friendship, and thrown away the person I once knew.
The happy, cheerful, and loved person.
Now I am sad, miserable, and hated.
I claw at my chest, trying to get to my heart, to get rid
Of the pain.
I bleed nonstop.
I don’t feel any pain, except for the pain in my heart.
I feel as though I am in blackness, wondering what
Went wrong.
I think and remember.
I tried to be a friend and sister but I betrayed everyone.
I feel as though I am going crazy.
I wonder when the will come to get me.

I wake up but the dream is real.
I see the dried blood on my fingers and chest.
I see the cuts over my heart.
I hear the siren in the background.
They are coming for me at last.
I wonder what did I do.

Blackness

My life is like living in a hole full of blackness.
Blackness overwhelms me.
I look for away out but there is none.
I search for a sliver of light but all is swallowed by the blackness.
I feel cold, alone, and worthless.
The blackness has taken everything:
My family, friends, love, and happiness.
Now I am alone, full of hatred and sadness.
Living in darkness is like walking on broken glass.
I scream in pain but no one hears me.
I cry out in fright but no one comforts me.
I feel a sliver of hope but soon, that too, is taken away by the blackness.

My world is taken away from me too.
I search for color but I find only blackness.
I search for happiness but I find only sadness.
I search for love but I find only hatred.
Is there someone out there that can hear me?
Is there someone out there that can comfort me?
Is there someone out there that can give back what the blackness took away?
No there is only me and the blackness.

What Went Wrong?

My life is cold, dark, and full of regret.
It feels like I am in a dream.
At first it is happy and what I want to be,
Then it turns to blackness.
I’m trying to find the light but it is impossible.
I hear voices telling me the untrue.
Yours comes through but it is like the others.
What went wrong with the dream?

I wake up, but he nightmare keeps going.
You see me but you don’t understand me.
You try to listen but you hear nothing.
I try to speak but nothing comes out.
What went wrong with the sound?

You trusted me and I went behind your back.
You gave me your friendship and I threw it away.
You gave me your love and I tore it to shreds.
You gave me you heart and I broke it apart.
What went wrong with me?

You try to hide your anger, sadness, and hurt.
I can see you hurting.
You think that no one sees you but it is obvious.
You lie when you say you’re fine.
You try to be my friend but it’s not working.
What went wrong?