Lostvamp

The minutes pass by but the clock feels as though it has stopped. Sweeping up the pieces of yesterday, who's to know if it is over. Pain stays as a reminder, never to let me forget what was done. Time does not heal all wounds, only I can do that.

We all move on in the end, some tend to linger out of hope. Now is the time to walk away, never to return.

Numbness

Darkness getting close
Raching for you
Slipping deeper within
Guided by your memories

Hearing you speak
Viewing lost times
The darkness comes
Surrounding within

Catching your arm
Come with me
Into darkness we go
Tell me what you want

Slip into a chair
Let me comfort
Say what you want
Hurting is the start

Let it spill
Running over within
Wounds run deep
Darkness is now full.

Thoughts

You may remember me. I'm the one that slipped into your thoughts. Sometimes I slip into your dreams. To see what you see. That is what I see and experience when I am with you. Take a minute to finde me. Never leaving you to wonder alone. Sitting in the dark corner of your thoughts. I could be good or bad, I will let you decide. Do you want me to leave? To leave and not look back.

Your thoughts intrigue me enough to look deeper. I want to know you more everyday. Why let in the light, when the dark and grey suites me fine. Lost, lonely maybe loveless. Trying to claw you way to me. Looking through your eyes, wandering in your thoughts. I am always here when you need me most. Could thisgive you comfort? Maybe you need music to find me. By all means play whatever you want. I will come out of the shadows either way.

Lestat

Always the bitterness for the blond hair prince of darkness. To see such sadness pressed upon your face, makes me weep. To see you hurting then take that pain to another level. The written words that you have put forth makes my soul heavy with sadness. Please tell me of this pain that you feel. I am here if you need me.

Lost Within

My young one, you who are so frail with hurt in your eyes. I call out to you with tenderness now in my voice. A voice that fails with every cord that I try to peak. I, without you now, you who I spoil with gifts of love and care. Hoping to ease your pain, and take it unto me instead. To let you free of these chains that you have wrapped around your heart. Let them fall my young one, give them to me and I will wear them for you.

Wise you think I am, but you have yet to scratch the surface of my pain. The tides will turn against me one day and I will be swept out to sea. Never to hear your cries, to listen to the pain that spills forth. You have intrigued me for so long, why can you not return this gift unto me. I have filled my share of painful, lonely nights with no one to help me shed these hurtful dressings from my wounds. I have tried to keep you within my reach, but to no avail you have gone from my sight. Do I beg and plead with you who are so wise in youth. That will never be seen, for I do not beg with anyone.

Nameless

Everything falls away but the pain is still there. Thinking that love could mask everything. Only wanting the pain to stop, feeling nothing in the end. To feel the sharp sensation that runs throughout my body.

Feeling pain wash over me again, to accept everything that comes my way with open arms. Visiting this place again as the abyss pulls me even further. Only wanting you, but letting my temper take hold again. Ruining everything that could have been great. I will never know that feeling again now that you have gone for what seems eternity. Left with nothing to show for.

Accepting it with open eyes.

Mischievous Ways

My mischevious ways are full of laughs and prowling. Playing in the sahdows, watching has everyone passes by. Not knowing which one will be next, maybe none of the above. Just to watch with my curious eyes. To soak in everything around me.

Thinking of next time I will allow someone close to me. The moment slips by without even twitching my every muscle in my body. Holding onto what we have, to never let go. Laughing outloud to myself as they pass my spot, catching a glimpse of you across the way. Knowing you are there before catching your thoughts. Seeing you dressed so perfectly, everything you wear makes you so beautiful. Leaving my spot, letting you catch up to me without even missing the pace of my steps. Come on the night is young, lets go play.

Away

Gone for so long
Recent departures
Making words so painful
Reading your thoughts

The wings are broken
Bodies bound together
Slowly moving with time
Beads of sweat glisten

With you I am whole
Our arms brush to the side
Hands finding one another
The music plays on

Scents of jasmine and vanilla
Flowing without care
An itch to satisfy our love
Caring for you and no other

Running my fingers over you
An ancient love so precious
Dreams of the past
Blend them for your canvas.

Pieces

Stepping on glass
Cutting soft skin
The hurt flows within

Washing away these feelings
The pain is still strong
Like the thorn
I long for the rose

My eyes are forever open
To you I seem a child
One whom knows nothing
Love cannot matter to me

Numbness is what I feel
You cannot know this
You who are loved
I will weep for you

Smiling your way to my heart
Brushing everybody aside
You cannot love me
You who have more than one.

Wings

Clip these wings
Paint them black
You view them wrong
An angel...maybe

I am the good one
Crawling under your skin
Wanting your thoughts
A little more...maybe

Slipping down to you
Clawing my way
Holding on to something
That which cannot be...who knows

Flowing through your veins
I am here all eternity
Tasting your sweetness
Such words spill forth...like poison

Your eyes say different
Pain comes across
Like waves that crash in the night
I see your lonliness inside.

Fragile

A storm is coming and I have not the power to stop it. When you left, my world came crashing down. At times my eyes decieve me with glimpses of your face. I cannot with stand this torture anymore. The pain courses through my veins, like hot magma. To reach that boiling point of no return, if that is what's meant to happen. Reaching our for something that can only be an illusion. I see now that I am not meant to hold the most precious thing in this world...You.

Nameless #2

You were different in the beginning, although now I find you hurtful. In many ways I can be the same, do not tempt the one who cares for you. I am hurt, spilling tears on the floor. Nothing you say will ever repair the damage, I have to walk away. Turn my back on you that is what I will do in the end. To linger for eternity would be a tragedy in it's own, that cannot be. Find your words quickly, try if you will these things take up precious time. That is something I have no patience for to say the least.

Touching your face, my hand slips to let you go. I know that I cannot have you and that is that.

Kiss of a Sunrise

The sky turns pale orange
Every star disappears
Gold takes there place
Purple is smeared everywhere

Above the trees it comes
Slowly washing over me
The warmth so fresh
Everything comes alive

Blues become lighter
Oranges seem to fade
A bright yellow peaks
Over the horizon it glows

Birds sing there songs
Cars seem to come from nowhere
But the colors capture me
Looking through my eyes

A burst of orange and yellow
With baby blue comes across
Every color blends so well
Now the sun has showed itself

How warm it is
To touch my skin
Holding you in thought
Keeping close never to look away.

Brat Prince

To see your eyes
A vision is what you are
Sometimes violet
Then shades of blue

A smile so wicked
That everyone melts
To taste your lips
That could be sinful

Mane of golden hair
Natural are the curls
Fine and beautiful
That is what you are

Pants are pressed
Boots shined
Frock coat...
Well you know that answer

Smile for me
Let everything spill
Give me your mood
In return I shall give you mine.

Dancer

Dancing for you
My lovely friend
The nights are ours
Music fills our soul

They are wrapped together
Whole but never hurt
We have one another
Always in eternal love

No one can shatter this
Smiles we exchange
Words mean so much
To us the world slows

For that moment
We defy everyone
Not even the light
Can stop this

I dream for you
As your music plays
Slipping into comfort
Longing for your gentle embrace.

Nameless #3

Beauty beyond grace
Face full of love
Pain is the shell
Spreading throughout

Looking around
Spying what is needed
This cannot hurt
For her pain deepens

With every passion
She claims a scar
For him though
She will take it all.

Nameless #4

Silver orbs
A sly smile
Silver hair
Somtimes shy

Avoidance never again
Not with me
A bond forever
Never to break

A coy smile
Such a thing to behold
Laughter for me
Holding so close
Whispers long ago
I keep them close
Never to let go
Always to charm you with my words.

Nameless #5

Do you have me or am I falling again to heartbreak? No matter how many warnings I recieve, are you sure that it is not you that love me so? Cherish the time we that is what I do everynight. Watching from my quiet spot, waiting for you always. My heart breaks so easily only few have viewed this. An angel with broken wings, repaired by you. Is this what we are? Do you care so much that you cannot spell it out to me. Oh what a challenge I put forth, would you expect anything less of me?

Nameless #6

Nameless #7

We dance for the music that resides within our soul. Together everything is calm. No matter the obsticles our passion is one in the same and very strong. The violinist that I hold in my soul, eyes and thoughts are for eternity. Touching your face makes all senses go wild. To have you so close, means everything to me. Never to slip back into my abyss, the horrors that reside within have calmed. My dearest friend, a soul with a past like mine. Sharing my words with you, etching them into your heart.

Nameless #8

A past that only few have glimsed, never to speak of again. Secrets of pain, cut in the flesh so deep. What seems like so long ago, only happend as many as 10 yrs. ago really. Walking now down this lonely path that I chose so long ago. Yes I watch from my shadows too afraid to love or be touched. The memories flood my mind, taking over my thoughts. Feeling wounds open fresh, even if it is only in my mind. Hearing the leather crack, waiting for the sound of air. Holding my breath, remembering happier times. It strikes like a poisonous snake, sinking it's teeth into it's prey. Now four years wiser I wait to confront him. The yelling begins, words are exchanged throughout the house echos with them. Going at each other we stand and he strikes. Feeling as though my body is borne, falling to the ground. I rise slowly to my feet only to this time leave my mark. So many years later I find you and have taken in so many things. So many scars on my body, you may not see them but I carry them everyday.

Nameless #9

The tears flow
I learn so much
Your touch unbearable
I speak your name

Listening closely
A voice I need
Smiles so warm
Place them on me

Finding my soul
You are there
To hold forever
I keep those feelings

The pain too great
My head hurts
The numbness within
Speak to me again

Slipping beyond you
I feel your hand
To pull me from the flames of eternal hell.

Nameless #10

The visions I have
Tears are dry
Nothing for you
Walking away is what I do.

I cannot keep you
To have that hurt
Pain that spreads within
It's too much at times.

Speak to me once more
Longing to hear you
Shedding the tears
I only wanted you in the end.

Nameless #11

Speak those words
Ones that hurt me so
Slipping into darkness
Shadows that hold me close

Whisper them to me
I can withstand the pain
Lash out into the darkness
Throw what you will

Smile your wickedness
Pain exchanged for pleasure
Chains of so long ago
Bound to your soul

I hear you beyond my vision
Those soft steps you take
You brush against me
Now I will be the one to leave.

Nameless #12

Do we know what it means to love? A bold question that pops into my thoughts every day and night. I seem to have lost those feelings, the ones that have been trapped within my heart. At times it feels as though I can no longer think straight or make up my mind on whether I should leave you or kiss you passionatly. I have hateful words, some so vicious I dare not write them for if I do then I may lose you in the end. Walking this road I look for you in everything.

Nameless #13

I'm thinking of you often in every way imaginable. I miss the exchange of words that we once shared. I think time has moved between us and I cannot reclaim any of your attention. My tears do not flow so easily these days, for I have shed too many for you. I do not know why I keep going back to you, maybe it is love or simply to catch your attention. For these reasons stay hidden within my heart, never to come out and be reasoned with. Why do I pour my heart, words and soul out to you? What will I get in return hmn...? I never recieve anything except your little mind games. Yes I know your games, the tricks you play and many other little things. My heart has been broke by you countless times and yet I go back for more pain. To have it stepped on by you again. To hear my voice shatter with so much emtions, to feel the tears well up on my cheeks then let them spill forever onto my soul.

Slipping back into my abyss, I will never come back out. Nobody can reach me and I am no longer able to feel your warmth. Impale me upon loves dagger for I am through with it. You who have broken my heart for the last time after I poured everything out just so you could stomp on it.

And so I shed my tears for no one anymore, for I throw myself upon it's blade and rid my heartache over you.

Nameless #14

I slip into your thoughts
Bind you to my words
Speak those words
The ones I must hear.

My wounds healed
I am whole again
Speak those words
Let me hear your voice.

Missing so much
Longing for your whisper
The nights are cruel
Time merely laughs at us.

Nameless #15

Do you see me as a quest. One whom stays still for you to figure out. Am I a mystery to you or do you simply wish to break my heart? I long for closeness but am not kind to those who do me harm. Let slip your thoughts so that I may view them at will. I am not vicious and only need to be provoked before acting upon feelings. Arrogant is what they call me, vicious and cruel have been the others. Am I not loveable can I not learn with time to do this complicated thing that others do so well? Dispence with pity, love me for who I am not the mystery that wraps around my soul.

Burning Within

Do you feel me within your soul? Do I make you forsake the wings upon your back to follow me into this abyss? Touch my skin I am real, longing for your tears to spill upon my lips. Eyes so young, I love you no matter what you tell me. I can feel you in the crowd, amongst the ones that hate so easily. They do not have what we do and could not handle it. Tell me with your words, everything that you wish to spill forth, I can handle anything you throw at me. I will not leave, never give up, smile when you make a small grin upon your lovely face. You have made me find these feelings, now act upon them darling.

Quinn

He came from nowhere
Bound to this earth
Searching for something
I never knew his name.

Beauty that one holds
His eyes so innocent
Smiling at me with longing
Yielding to temptation; smiling in return.

He tells his name
Without missing a beat
Stepping out below the lamps
Quinn, he whispers in my ear.

Dare I look at him all night
For fear of a dream
To wake to an empty room
No it's not a dream but very real.

The name is burned within
I know him now; such a smile
With longing in his soul
Quinn is his name; beauty I have found.

The Devil's Dance

This is the devil's song, tempt me again and I shall tell the secrets of the damned. Wicked are my ways, touch the flesh, it's warm you see. I am real, through and through. Let me dance for you, spill the secrets and love you more. With a wicked grin upon my face, your eyes flash for a second then look away. Do I seek thee for love, emotions that hang in the air. I have not the courage to say these things. My dance is over, the song is done. Tell me those words I do so love to hear.

A Chance In Passing

To some a chance in passing means meeting your soul mate or lover. To me though, it means finding those who understand you best...friends. They carry the burdens that you do, along with open arms to welcome everyone that crosses their path. Even if you are shy, bold, stubborn or the ever favorite, elusive. These friends may stay in the shadows, in avoidance until you approach them. Even then they are quite unpredictable to say the least. The rebel of the family, never sitting still for one moment. The musician, who sits in his flat everynight, procrastinating on his next piece of work. Forever roaming Paris with his beautiful companion. Oh I could never leave out those beautiful green eyes, nor that brilliant smile. Maybe you prefer the shy ones, they in themselves have quite a story to tell. One whom waits for his love, to lavish her with all the gifts he can.

There is the beautiful cherub, forever in his youth but always ready for a chat with an artist. My dear wandering ex-journalist, whom takes life at his own pace without complicating things too much. Sometimes though we need the ones who stay away too long. Those that will not be bound to anyone or anything. Always out and about in the rain forest. Or hiding behind a book. There is one though that until recently reminded me of something special. He is forever in his prime, though to look at him would take your breath. So I have settled with this title, on of which only he may claime. My Immortal Pheonix, always rising from the ash, to start anew, no matter what challenges lie before him, he meets them head on.

There are those whom I have met here that have my friendship. Some have left my life and to them I write my poetry. Throughout this time though I have held on, becoming a fierce and loyal friend. It is strange that I only came here for one immortal and now cannot count the friends I have on one hand. They are the ones that give and do not ask for anything in return. The opposite, always ready with a gorgeous smile and poems that strike a chord in my soul. Or maybe it's the ones that have been crushed by someone then turn around and start over. Pictures, graphics or poetry do not matter, beyond all of this I have the best gift of all...friendship. The words echo in my mind, to go to battle for those we love and care for. Carry the scares of loss then do it all over again tomorrow. As I sit here thinking of what to write the tears start slowly.

I dream of the past with one and become his good side. To push the envelope of another, never backing down then have fun playing those word games. Having put forth everything to one another and learn that we cannot all love on the same level. I came to Sublime to speak with Lestat, oddly enough though, I found him and had not the courage to speak with him.

Along the way we all have a chance in passing...This is mine.

Our Visit In The South

Like any good story there has to be a good backdrop. One that everyone either knows or has ever visited. I'm about to change the well known into the unknown. This story takes place in the old southern part of my home. Where the honeysuckle runs wild, old plantation houses still reside, where exactly is this you ask? I could tell you but why not continue with my story and let you figure it out for yourself.

The sun was beating down upon us as the hours passed by slowly. I had glimpsed him last night while out on my own, wandering past the shops. The danger of course, I did not worry about, he was close and I knew it. The old roads had long ago since been paved and filled now with concrete. Cobble stone roads vanished as new, more smoother stone was covered driveways.

He knew my name, following in his gentlemenly style. With his hair neatly tied back in a fine piece of silk, his eyes intrigued me. The heartache that reached out, gripping my own soul. I knew of his loss, the tragic past that did not die as he had over 200 years ago. As I walked further along the busy sidewalks of my home, the magnolias in full bloom. Mengled with the honeysuckle and jasmine that over runs the ruined downtown homes. Stopping to view my favorite shop, his pace seems to disappear then return at my side. "Beautiful are they not?" his voice whispered close to my ear. Turning now, his emerald eyes look upon me with warmth as mine skim over him quickly then meet his in return. With a smile I say to him, "Oh yes they are splendid jewels of opal."

His face captured in youth, a gentlemen of his twenties, tall and his hair a dark brown that could easily flow to his shoulders. We walked in to this little shop, the man behind the counter smiled and welcomed us in. He was very taken with my handsome companion. As we looked around he kept watch over me like a father might do with their child. All the while he never pressed me for my name, although I knew that it was not necessary to say aloud. Before I could ask his though, he gave me a gentle squeeze on my arm. "Louis", he whispered in my ear, his southern accent seemed to be touched with a little French. We left the shop a little while later, brushing past the tourist with their heavy bags of belongings.

That night I will never forget. The story of course will go on, Louis my companion, father in silence and love of my thoughts.