Vampyre's Dilemma

I love you.
But I can't.

I want you.
But I can't let that happen.

and the worst part is

you want me too.

But it's not your fault.

You can't help your desire.

It's all a part of a game that my kind plays.

Poor human, you don't know what's best for you.

If you wish not to die,
then I suggest you leave me be.
And stay away from me.

Because if I decide to give in again,
I may lose control.

And that would be fatal for both of us.

~Amy, Bloodlust, 6/23/09

Unoticed Reality

You were oblivious.
Oblivious to everything.
You weren't aware of my constant unhappiness.
You didn't know the pain.
Because I hid it well.
And I think I liked it that way.

But then you found them.
The hand-written notes,
the emails,
the text messages,
my pleas for sanity.

You watched my emotions go
from
depression,
to misery,
to sadness,
to annoyance,
to anger,
and rage.

You watched as my plan unfolded before you,
and you were horrified.
And then you read this poem as it fell open in front of you.

You knew that you had to kill me before I got the chance to do the same to you.

So you did.

But alas, you had not read until the end of this poem.

So you killed me, without the knowledge that I was really innocent,

and this was just a poem.

Idiot.

~Amy, Quick to Decide, 6/23/09

Influences.

I thought I was alone
in the only place I considered safe.
But I was wrong.
It turns out that there are influences in my mind.

My choices are not my own.
I am controlled by a higher authority.
Somewhere in the distance,
a stranger watches me.

I am a mere rag doll
and now that I know the truth,
I don't see the point of living anymore.
Not when everything's set in stone.

When life is all I know,
and I think of all the choices I could make
then I learn about my fate
That I'm just a slave of higher influences.

~Amy, 6/11/09, Influences