People

Have you ever

Lived in a home not your home

Have you ever

Been alone but never alone

Have you ever

Seen but never saw

Have you ever

Seemed flawed without a flaw

Have you ever 

Told a lie just to lie

Have you ever 

Died just to die

The Death of Words

Runnin and Livin
Smokin and snortin
Chasin and facin
Tryin and lyin
Itchin and twitchin
Hittin and trippin
Believin and leavin
Seein and dreamin
Spinnin and winnin
Poppin and Mainin
Screamin and bein
Spendin and blendin
Cryin and dyin

Go Fast

Gauntly
Omnipotent

Falsely
Abandoned
Sadistic
Train

Tiffany my niece

She has a kind, loving heart filled with peace

She is funny, caring and a wonderful niece

Her favorite food is tasty tacos and cheese

She's always polite with phrases like thank you and please

Her favorite people are those who share her blood

She has friends outside the family too, she is no fudy dud

While training to be a princess she became a flowering bud

But don’t hurt her feelings or she will put your face in the mud

Mud and feelings aside she prefers world peace

So I hold and love her because she is my favorite niece

Pain Chapter 2 Verse 2

The death of a true friend 

At such a young tender age

 Causes a soul to twist and bend 

Left my mind rotting in a cage 

Depression has always been my sin

 I bleed emotion when I dream

 I am lost in the burn of my skin

 The ghost was found in a scream

 It fought to take charge and control

 I awoke in my bed and could not move

 It wanted the body without my soul

 But in this fight I would soon prove 

I am whole even when lost in a hole 

Now and again I see them in a glance

 Stolen from life or the great beyond

 In the muddy waters I make my stance

 For in the 11TH hour we seal our unholy bond

Pain Chapter 2 Verse 1

Tears flow hard like rain
Dustin's dead and the pain
He was running
I am burning
They were hiding
I am learning
The truth is cunning
Hope was his vice
Escape was the price
I feel empty and shady
Sorrow is my loving lady

Pain Chapter 1 Verse 5

I am lost between child and man
Left in the cold by my own Klan
Twisting and shaping my own shell
Defying demons in a mental hell
Running scared from the sadist
Honing their pain until I am an artist
Kicked out and I'm missing the lash
Living in a ditch and eating trash
I always knew I was wronged
But my justice has been prolonged

Pain Chapter 1 Verse 4

The old hag had her ways
And I was not new to this game
Yet every dog will have her day
Lost in my shame, it finally came
I was crying over spilled milk
She came fast and heavy with the lash
The joy found was pure like silk
Now love came only in the clash
A new sensation found in the belt
Trouble and I loomed in every corner
Waiting for punishment and the love I felt

Pain Chapter 1 Verse 3

I am nothing but a dark dream
A truth told in a former scream
I am the living lie you use
In order to sleep and become new
To forget the years of abuse
I am a bomb with a lit fuse
Faces of you lost within my mind
I see you running fearful of my kind
Scared as I hold you captive and blind
I am the wrath,the broken,and the grind

Pain Chapter 1 Verse 2

I am a child with my head in my hands
Battered and bruised I fall from grace
Tortured and used until I cannot stand
A small bead of faith drips from my face
And I utterly have no reason
Alone with no blame for treason
I hope and I am made through the mad season
The innocence of love has been used
And the child turned man through evil
Is a conscience animal stealthy and new
Lying in wait with a touch that is lethal
Darkness hidden behind hazel eyes
I am the child with head held high
Waiting for people who are true or sly
For all must come to my judgement and die

Pain Chapter 1 Verse 1

Anguish is the loss of all I feel
Life wrapped up in bouts of pain
I am not exactly sure if I'm even real
Am I incredibly lost or totally insane
Damned by the afflictions of life
And Cursed in the blistering days of strife
I was born into a world of madness
Grown to love and hate the sensation
I wait for that glorious moment of sadness
For abuse was hand-fed and now I take occasion
Physical or whimsical
Conceptual or sexual
Neglectful or emotional
These are the creatures of my long dead past
All knew of my death but no one showed for my mass
My sin was innocence and my hell was sure to last

Love Sweet Love

I Look into those brown eyes
And fall deep into your stare
I am lost in love but soon realize
You are a gem perfect and rare
And I am only a man love struck
And unworthy of your beautiful hand
Its with your smile and a little luck
I offer a bond that lies within this band

Amulek the Vampire pg3

I know I am the rough tool of your design
But I chewed through the cords that bind
I shall be worshiped for I am the new shrine
You and yours shall be made deaf and blind
My soul cold within this old husk of a body
Shall be warmed by the blood of man
As for your memories I shall disembody
And feed them to my ravenous Klan
The false ones are lost in a life sinfully led
I left the throne in a trail of blazing glory
They have to die before they are bled
Bathing in their iniquity I shall be named gory

An excerpt from the journal of Amulek

Amulek the Vampire pg2

It is only when I close my eyes
I find the line between monster and man
I lose time and I no longer realize
What we should not and what I can
The father is dead and the son is gone
That day is lost but my glory carries on
Tears fall within the blurred reality
I am awakened by the sound of a dream
Rip and claw and try to escape my fantasy
The blood sustains me and I no longer scream
And in the blink of an eye I am changed
The father is dead and the son is gone
That day is lost but my glory carries on

An excerpt from the journal of Amulek

The Monster of Man

Lost souls with damaged plans
Claw hard to escape the damned
And the eye focused only on the scan
Will lose time and their stand
Against the one who is possessed
Enough to dig up your grave and hear ya moan
While feasting upon the heart within your chest
It tears your skin and splits ya bones
This creature attacks the rich and the poor
And consumes those who can't seem to cope
The ravenous monster from within the moor
Is known only to be called hope

Crazy poet

Why oh why hast though not chose me
To be the maddened poet of February
This is no wanton cry or plea
When it comes to poetry I am legendary
It is up to the members of poetry craze
To pull their heads out of the clouds
Read my work and peer through the haze
I am the word that is not lost in the crowd
Welcome to my home and come through the arch
Read my art and make the king of March

The Days of Snow

Long the moments of strife have been
Mothers and fathers lost within the sin
Where have all the children gone
To play gaily in the forest until dawn
Family bonds break across the tides of pain
While great mothers and fathers teach only shame
Where did the children go
Into the forest to live in the snow
The dreams of tomorrow are all but traded
For a reality that is hopeless and faded
Where have all the children gone
To a place where aspiration can never spawn
For the thick forest was found and burned
And the lessons in the snow can never be relearned
Where have all the children gone

I command the crushing of the lilies and I curse the blind

It is the pain of life and the hell to come
This field of clarity is not meant for the numb
Rejoice or fear for the great bar of judgement is here
The trump has called home all the prophets and seers
For the wrathful God has sent forth angels of death
To consume everything except the children and their breath
For it is in my absence that sin found its peak
Through calamity of plagues I shall sort out the weak
Mountains shall be laid low and the land will quake
All shall scream,cry and wither within my wake
The masses shall bow before me in my Fathers home
And witness a cup of agony turned into a throne
Others shall rise for their life was not flawed
They shall stand with their carpenter turned God
It is here that we shall shake you to your knees
For we are the blight and I am the freedom of all disease