Blood Lust

Pen on page.
Thoughts in mind.
Troubles ahead.
And troubles behind.
Teen life is supposed
to be carefree.
Mine is full of pain
and suffering.
My life is hell.
I would kill myself
if only I could find
the courage I need.
Pain is good.
But yet pain is bad.
Bloodlust.
A common wish and need
of mine.
Vampirism.
Drinking the source of
life from others.
Finding an answer for
this now constant need.
Blood.
I feel.
I need.
I drink.
I urge.
I must have it now.
The slice is quick, sure, and small.
I drank from his veins before.
I drink now frantic and deep.
It begins to heal over.
I stay sane for one more day.

• On Friday, May 14, 2004, Twilight (1917) wrote:
  
  this was pretty cool. i saw some new and interesting thoughts and ideas in it. innovation is what poetry is all about these days. and you have captured that in some ways. well done.
  
  
• A former member wrote: wowa, very deep and strong words. I loved this work!
  
  
• On Wednesday, October 1, 2003, Bakkhus Unbound (1055) wrote:
  
  "I drink now frantic and deep" And I thought you were refering to T. Goodkind's Sword of Truth Novels; such an arrant nave I can be. I may not desire to drink blood, but I lust Red Wines (espc. Merlots)...
  
  
• On Wednesday, October 1, 2003, Bakkhus Unbound (1055) wrote:
  
  I did forget to comment on this ungodly poem: "Blood. I feel. I need. I drink. I urge." To read it more would give me new desires, as I can taste the blood in your words; splendid as veins torn.
  
  
• On Friday, September 19, 2003, The Fallen Angel (271) wrote:
  
  Emotions express metaphorical I believe...that makes it the more interesting+Fallen One+
  
  
• A former member wrote: wow...deep, meaningful.Emotional. i especialy like that last line...:"I stay sane for one more day". I wonder if we dont just tell ourselves that, yet in vain...great work...