The Hooker

A dark and busy town at night, 

A hooker stands by the street light. 

A child at home alone in bed,

Can’t tell when last he was fed. 
A hooded man, a flash of grey, 

One swift movement, a fine red spray. 

No money, all in vain,

A child in bed, alone in pain 

The materials that we long for,

The children with their bloodied coats,

Their shadows that we ignore.
Choose this life despite the pain,

And all the alcohol soaked stains. 

Tomorrow’s just another day 

The Girl in Heaven

The girl that died and went to heaven, had lied to me I’m certain.

For she swore her love was tougher than times, and crimes that went unspoken.

And here she lies, a somber rest, this, oh I detest, how she lied and upon her breast,

I placed a blade, and here she stays, away from all the rest.

All those men who once again, forgot that she existed.

For in their minds she was mine, and so she was cremated.

 

From grief of loss, the stone with moss, I placed my hand upon.

She loved this stone, she would come alone, and she’d sit until dawn.

But my sweet pet, she did not fret, always so carefree.

For still her love, I hear from above, she never loved me wholly.

Those other men that made her grin, a smile pretty like a dove.

Oh, but I love, and in love with her love, but she’s above, help me.

 

And I can see, if she’d dream of me, I’d be oh so happy,

But these men, I count again, the girl, she had three.

Rain

She always reminds me of the rain,

Peaceful and quiet, or causing me pain.

Fun and romantic, her unwavering gaze,

My foggy mind, lost in this haze.

She’s so innocent, I feel so old,

But this last week, the rain has been cold.

Suicide

Hi guys, so I usually write poetry and I haven’t posted in a while.
The reason is I’ve been very depressed. I tried to commit suicide (but failed obviously).
I just want to tell anybody out there who is thinking of suicide, don’t. Okay? Just don’t. I’m not going to say it gets better or any of that, because for me it’s only been getting worse. But if you could see what my family and friends were like. The pain they were in. It’s just not worth doing that to people you care about.
And suicide is so painful. I tried to OD on paracetamol. My stomach was so painful for days. It was the most excruciating pain I’ve ever felt, and I’ve been concussed, tore ligaments in my knee, you name it. This was unbearable.

Just if you’re thinking about suicide, please don’t okay? Anyone can feel free to comment their email or whatever and I’ll email you if you want to talk even. Just please don’t do it, because I promise, so many people care about you, regardless of if you know it or not.

The Addict

Sitting by the bedside table,

A light shines upon the pages

He writes words, barely able,

He talks about his cages.

He’s being dramatic,

He’s still at it,

Screaming with his pen,

This boy, barely ten.

He sits addicted to the words he writes,

Like an escape late in the night,

He longs for the coffin case,

The feel of deaths warm embrace.

The Vow

The world is an uncertain place,

But there is one thing I’m sure of,

No man will ever love you,

As strong as I have. As strong as

I do.

My Reality (The Lovers part II)

When we first met, I felt my heart stop.

I never dreamt it possible to find someone like you.

You had blond hair, with a pink fringe.

So short and slim and pale. I was in love.

 

You spoke to me, let me in. I fell for you instantly.

My heart stops when I think of you,

Only to beat again when I’m with you.

 

But it is not uncommon for me,

To slaughter the innocent,

In an attempt to feel something real.

But you, you are all that’s real.

 

 

 

Read part I here https://vampguys.wordpress.com/2015/11/22/the-lover-part-i-of-the-lovers/

The Boring Guy

I met a girl who went to school,

The same school as I,

Thought she was pretty and fair and cool,

So much better than I.

Got to know her a little more,

And she too got to know me,

Though I thought I was a bore,

She saw things I couldn’t see.

The Bestfriend

When I’m feeling down,
She picks me up.
I don’t think she knows,
Its her I love.