heartbreak

outside the wolves are howling.

frustration has me growling.

how can you not see its true?

in my truest heart of hearts i deeply love you.

heartbreak has my soul so black.

for your love i have always lacked.

why is it you cannot see its me,

whos love for you extends farther than the sea.


listen to my words for the heart will never lie.

without your love my soul shall truly die.

so tell me why can it not be.

this truest of loves between you and me.

blood

Cut me, do I no longer bleed?

What has changed what warning did i not heed?

Slit my wrists and watch the blood pour as ruby red as it has always been and see.

Nothing has changed i am still merely me.

My heart still beats merely for you, but does yours beat for me too?

by my feet is a pool of ruby red.

Perhaps now I shall finally be dead?

Lacey

Lacey
By John A Sturgeon
She was the love my life yet it wasn't meant to be.
How could I think someone so beautiful could ever fall for me.
Her noticing of my existence was probably her greatest folly.
No matter how hard I tried I could never make her life happy and jolly.

Her name was Lacey and her hair was a deep curly brown.
Her beautiful lips scarcely formed a smile, instead she almost always wore a frown.
Her eyes were blue like an great sea which I was lost in every time into them I made a glance.
Someone so beautiful could never truly love me, I never had a chance.


My life is now empty,my body a hollow shell.
Knowing she no longer wants me makes my life a living hell.
I must go on in life knowing she is no longer my lover
And instead she has given her heart to another.

All of the heart broke, all of the pain.
All of my feeble attempts to get you to love me were in vain.
I would've done anything to stay with my true love.
But distance prevented it when push came to shove.

When I think about her I feel like an animal that has been caged.
If I think of what he did to me I will surely go into a homicidal rage.
Never again shall I trust my heart to another.
So that never again shall I go through this and suffer.

I would sell my very soul to hear your voice but one more time in its angelic tone.
Without your godlike presence my life has no meaning so my writing I shall hone.
Forever I shall live on as nothing more than a meaningless drone.

Beautiful Lacey part 1, chapter 1

Her melodic voice is more seductive than the alluring tones of the deadly

sirens and more beautiful than a chorus of angels in perfect harmony.Her hair

curled in a deep brown which made the work of a master hairdresser look like

the wet fur of a rat.Her beautiful eyes were a light blue which made you feel

lost when you stared into them.She was Lacey, desired by many and loved by

one.Her lover was separated from her by distance yet it did not impede the

perpetual growing of their love.The distance that cursed them was unable to

separate the two within their thoughts, their dreams, and their hearts.To him she had promised her

hand as to her he had promised his heart.The name of her lover was John who

would never let her go again as he had done before.Who would never hurt her.

It was John who would protect her even if it costs him his life.

Killer

You say that im crazy.
You say im insane.
For making those people no longer feel pain.
So what, it is my favorite hobby to kill.
Making people lose their lives against their will.
Pull my knife out.
Stab them over and over again.
Put their heads with the others in the bin.
Leave you headless, running around.
With no mouth or vocal chords you cant make a sound.
Wait, look the cops are coming after me.
Lets see if they'll pay with their lives as the fee.
They think they have won.
They think all is well.
But they can kiss my white ass for I shall drag them with me to hell.

Betrayal

Why must i suffer, why must i cry?

Why can i not end this suffering and die?

I can do nothing but endure painful life.

Day after day being tempted by this knife

You make me suffer day after day.

Yet you have chosen, with me to not stay.

a day shall become a week, a week to a month and a month to a year.

a year to eternity waiting for the faraway near.

Why cant you end this, why cant you let me die?

In the pits of the hell is where i would rather lie.

a winter's day

shall I compare thou to a winter day?

for so many people who's hearts you shall slay

your cold hearted brutality under all condition

nearly hurt me beyond recognition

but I shall not live in the past

instead out with the old and in with the new i have cast

instead of your winter I have a summer

to get a chance to have a second with her i'd wait through infinite slumber

so I shall stay with she the one who resembles a summer's day

and to you I have nothing more to say

the end