Month: September 2014

Vampire Love Bomb

Help me
Cry out beneath the dark blanket
Grim voice of peace
Waiting for forgiveness in blood



Tomorrow, You Monster

Your promise of joy is not enough for me.
It’s a shallow mirage,
a false front to convince yourself,
and all of your wasted love,
when we gather together,
trading attempts at acknowledgement and understanding,
offering gifts of gratefulness and material sacrifice,
a promise of decency,
a mockery of our true lives,
our true hearts,
our sleeping will.