Hunger

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When light fades in the horizon and darkness takes its place,

I slowly stir awake to face the realities of my life with grace.

Is it life as we call it or something else undefined?

a reality of eternal dreams that are not quite mine,

wings of desire for a sweet drug that calls my name,

and resist I try with promises of punishment in vain

as I fly away in search of the one promised for tonight

to satisfy the hunger that in me causes much fright.

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It softly calls me there with soft tones of anticipation

as I hear her steps pacing a heart that is my salvation.

A haunting aroma of sweat reveals the perfect match

leaving a trail that entices me to blindly follow and catch,

what was promised to me when I became this

and I am able to save or condemn with a kiss.

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As I drink from her sweet elixir calming my hunger

and looking at her face in the moonlight I wonder,

If her tears carry a plea for life and salvation

as her limp body in my arms becomes my damnation.

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When the light stirs again in the horizon as night fades

I seek the comfort of shadows that has become my fate,

and waiting for the night I lay quietly in slumber

as prepared I must be to satisfy my hunger.

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HO June 2012

This is something I wrote a few years back and re-posting today to celebrate Halloween. Hope you all indulge in all the sweets tonigh have to offer. 🙂

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Cycle

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Cycle

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Slow down, slow down my head will spin

with so much more than I can handle

I race ahead and fill my own, an empty page

with ink like blood another one, another age

another place my soul has been

and one more life to burn the candle.

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Speed up, speed up or death will come

with so much more I need to do

I race ahead to find it all, an empty page

to fill with love or fill with rage

another place since I’m not done

and one more life before I’m through.

H.O. 10/29/14

Unsettled

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(The Wanderer by LolloBoloz)

Unsettled

I refuse a home, a place to dwell

the comforts of memories buried within walls

while chasing loneliness in faraway places,

so I want to leave all behind as well

and resume a journey long ago started

turning down the volume of a thousand calls

while I walk away on a road uncharted

by the passive minds of the blinded ones

guided by the light of a thousand suns

and the love of those before me departed.

I refuse a home, freedom of the mind

without chains to hold my forever dreams

I shall walk away leaving all behind

and refuse to keep swimming in the streams

of a simple life lacking all the extremes

when if walk away I may always find.

H.O. 10/3/14