bet your life on it

12/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Nine)

The black sun rises like

a violent death ray

causing me to cower

in your illusory arms

boiling is the touch

of your memories 

melding into the

stages of my mind 

Out of the reaches

of a obsidian dawn

I lay,

 

roaming the wonders of my madness 

awaiting blessed nightfall

Spectral visions whisk me

speedily forward in time to 

shadowy dusk, sweet sunset...

When I awake blood will

stain the snow, you can

bet your life on it

Author's Note

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

Oh that was great lol "I can't wait until the sun goes down so I can hunt and kill some more! I really love tasting your precious lovely delicate blood! I know I'm a little pyscho, but I need to sustain my life as well. Your life will have to be sacrficed. Oh well." Haha I loved this chapter. Thanks for sharing.

[realmwriter]

The song really works with this piece. Not usually into this kind of poetry but I really like your word choices in this and the eerie quality is awesome.

[Enigma]

Highly vivid and scary. Equally interesting. Keep it up.

[xXxCynicalWarsxXx]

Captive to the eerie dark words that scream amzing and power.
"...a violent death ray/causing me to cower/in your illusory arms/boiling is the touch/of your memories /melding into the/stages of my mind "
I gorge on the words to echo throughout my head. This is well and a poem that the dark words resound, basking in cruel compostion. I loved this. Thank you for your post!

[Andrea Vargas]

This was very enticing and haunting! I Love It! Your structure is very well put together it lends the reader an eerie feel, Fantastic

[LilyLily]

amazing writing, i love how you put words together to make such poetry :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Out of the reaches of a obsidian dawn I lay, roaming the wonders of my madness.....absolutely fabulous!