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His veins turned to Velvet


 

Feeling no pain

lost and lonely, scared and confused

It was clear he had nothing to lose

I was bleeding, enjoying the pain

Ecstasy spilling, right from my vein

But velvet became of his iron life

I was turning, right into his wife

As we became one

Became as one

His bite so sharp, with a slithered sound

I swear to God, I had been found

Feeling faint as I became his

Veins our fortress, like two little kids

Wild and turning, it had begun

No other mortal, would see me become

He was velvet, soon as he felt

My reception, at the state I dealt

Fearless wanting, more of his venom

Breathtaking gorgeous, I studied him

The more I did, the more I bled

My heart beating fast

Unknown if I would last

Yet a fame of fortune

Kept me from succumbing to run

And so I died

Blood trails my guide

He in velvet veins

Me turning insane

Immortal I was seeing

A gift of a new being

From fangs white as snow

Why me, I shall never know

That was then, but here is now

And someone best tell how I allow

A vamp of velvet

Got me so private

It was my turn, to bite back

It was my turn, to see black

To taste the velvet underground

To discover what he too once had found

I bit and sucked with all my might

Feeling his submission and lack of fight

It was final, I was not prey

Predator I did become today

Feeling no pain

 


Come lye here below me


lye here below me

When I was bitten, and chosen to be turned, I was already immortal. An angel. A fallen angel, yes, but an angel nonetheless

Tis that painting

To which you stare

I wrestle in hating

As she’s brushed there

 

Maybe see me so still

But it’s been a lie

A game to kill

What’s it like to cry?

 

I cannot comprehend

What it feels you say real

Wish I could once pretend

But it’s your emotions I do not feel

 

Unaware how you’ll be my prey

ever so soon, so fear what I say

 

 

Come to me now

Lay your body below me

Your going to feel how

Throbbing loved by we

 

Stare if you must

Your pissing me off

Loose the desired trust

I am furthest from soft

 

Unaware how you’ll be my prey

ever so soon, so fear what I say

 

Still you crave me

Based on what you have read

Fine weak mortal become we

I will enjoy rubbing on me as you bleed

 

Why must I attract

the obvious retards

Boring as expected to react

You pretend to feel some regard

 

You will die soon

This I say

Tomorrow by noon

I will enjoy you, my prey

 

Unaware how you’ll be my prey

ever so soon, so fear what I say

 

 

Soon to be master

You’ll think so smart

Watch me play faster

and rip out your heart

 

Best take credit

It’s already dieing

You begged and I read it

My fun an invite to rush your lieing

 

Let’s go, wait we have

Your challenge of jokes

Has clearly offered the road you pave

My joy the day you gasp from chokes

 

Unaware how you’ll be my prey

ever so soon, so fear what I say

 

Come play tough liar

This is my life

Decievinga crier

Feel my speed as your knife

 

You taunted first

Meaning I haunting last

Unaware I have yes started your curse

Fake mortals like you easily so fast

 

I promise you girly fool

I always get mine

Not one single rule

Especially of your kind

 

You know what’s so crazy

Is calling someone crazy

When you know they are

What is crazy baby?

 

Unaware how you’ll be my prey

ever so soon, so fear what I say

 

I laugh as you don’t know

Yet call me in public scared then go

Your about to see in person

Karma you disregard ah, so you worsen

 

Unaware how you’ll be my prey

ever so soon, so fear what I say

 

 

 

 


My Weapon your Lesson


 

I am Changing, Why? Time is……

Another Vampire Feast

Yet you enter me at least

I will never let go

Your desire I now know

To show you I am wide

My secret hides on my other side

Only alone do I feel this pleasure

Hidden are my gifts of pressure

Fears undeserving far to long an

Love, immortal, is our song

Time I pray will rid of his kills

Turning slowly I can’t sit still

Now I was able to let you see

My weapons are none more than me

The source that is killing

the very one I find thrilling

Tis far greater to mock my mistakes

In my life, immortal, no saviours gate

Time I suppose will help me with skills

More techniques to learn, rules and kills

Come I will never let go

Your desire I now know

To show you I am wide

My secret hides on my other side

Only alone do I feel this pleasure

Hidden are my gifts of treasure

Fears undeserving far too long

Love, not immortal, is our song

Time I pray will rid of his kills

Turning slowly I can’t sit still

Now I was able to let you see

My weapons are none more than me

The factor that is killing me

Is the very one I cannot feel just see

It is far greater to beg for my mistakes

And in my life, now immortal not fake

Time I suppose will help perfect my skills

Techniques teach obedience whilst one kills

Rather choose to obey and respect

Distribute fear to begin I will Infect

Chase as effect to hunt thy prey

Just to judge their fear this way

You do not know what I can do

The silence you hear, is calm for you

Mistake me again for being kind

Reveals stupidity in your witty mind

Make no mistake I live in peace

I can watch myself even as beast

Time I pray will rid of his kills

Turning slowly I can’t sit still

Should you hurt just one I love

Or mock my being just look above

Search for protection as you look up there

Do know the prey you hurt with no care

See and hear the clarity I speak

As you only do know we will meet

What? Is it possible to respect your smut?

Do hope your joking, your finished and cut

You the type who laugh even now

encourage in sequel, will show how

Time I suppose will help perfect my skills

Techniques teach obedience whilst thy kills

You so perfect in all of each day

Run, start now, my love, my next preY

Until eve of Tomorrows Day

I must know why I change, what’s biting my way

Regardless mY weapon, will be your lesson.

Trust you may, come lets preY

 


Emotional Prompts rarely written


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you enjoy writing about emotional issues that depend on your imagination and opinion, or those of others, hope this helps.  Remembering it can be fiction or non-fiction. Pick a creative writing prompt, blog it and post it here, maybe we can laugh and relate together.

  1. How you need to listen to me
  2. Seemingly guilty from a particular action
  3. Do black women really not like white women, why?
  4. Right or wrong, who would you release from prison and who would you put in?
  5. Are women emotionally more intelligent or just talk more openly?
  6. Moving to a new country and falling in love
  7. Having a dozen over-protective brothers
  8. Secrets revealed for the first time
  9. Controlling your anger
  10. How to apologize when you know you were wrong.
  11. Disrespecting the code
  12. Reaction to being taped without your knowledge
  13. Your sister killed a man
  14. Getting caught with a blow up doll, dancing together
  15. Behaviours towards the man who killed your husband
  16. Crying-provokes and soothes it
  17. Realize it’s so hard to see the rainbow
  18. I am vain
  19. Collecting evidence to prove your innocence and soon convicted
  20. The humour when your your husband flew after the floor display trampoline in Walmart, trying to show off
  21. Author you would date and like to get to know
  22. Talk about the people you like and why
  23. When do you lie and why
  24. Frying yellow carrots
  25. What would your children’s book be titled?
  26. Name one charity you would run worldwide
  27. What are you afraid of and the funny reaction you would have physically if faced with a situation carrying this fear
  28. Aging and the humour in it
  29. Dancing-can choose any funny subject here
  30. Is your will containing what you would like done with your writing left live?
  31. Who’s feedback would you like on whatever you just published
  32. writing an entire book in sequence but each word spelt backwards
  33. Could you see yourself in a creative writing contest containing one of these prompts?
  34. How else could we approach the death penalty
  35. 35 What is your superpower?
  36. Where do seahorses play?
  37. What sports superstar champion, Olympic gold medalist would you be?
  38. How do you hide
  39. what would you never sell from your belongings?
  40. Can you sneeze and hop at the same time?
  41. What is your favourite website for personal or business and why?
  42. Your experience eating a worm for $1,000.00
  43. The colour you used with no other to decorate your house?
  44. How would you want to be remembered and what for?
  45. What colour would you change the clouds too?
  46. What taste would you make air into
  47. Your greatest love affair
  48. How to stop cockroaches everywhere to continue to mate
  49. Who do you wish ran your country?
  50. The year you would make today live in and what it is like

Desperate denial


I need to know you’re out there still

To know you’re searching for me

How insecure I have become

Since our days of being free

Every night when I retire alone

I close my eyes knowing

I will have to wipe my tears away

These tears keep on growing

It is a lie time heals all wounds

My time I had with you

Never can I let my heart heal

I’m scared that’s all I can do

If I stood outside

And stared above

Would you show me

Or maybe bring me my love

I am ignorant to think so

As someone would bring him home

He never meant to create a crowd

And suffers now all alone

He shot his brother

By mistake at home

Now running for life

Trying to become unknown

He must be fearful

As all he’s known

Is structure and kindness

To the bone

His loss of many

That they will kill him for

Innocent now absent

Guilty at war

Only time can help me

As I pray to defend

He will try just once

To come home again

His scent still strong

And clothes on the shelf

Toothbrush remains

With everything else

I hurt to hope

I cry to feel

Knowing this heart

Can never heal


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