When the Rain Came to Play

[vampirexpsycho]

I decided I'd post every damn poem I've ever wrote on here and on my deviantart account. I'm sick of having them on my computer, but I somehow don't want to completely get rid of them. So here's one from 2005.



When the Rain Came to Play
And my imagination wouldn't stop...
Brought to you by vampirexpsycho(again!)

The rain touches my face.
The wind freezes my every move.
I wish I could just smell that taste.
But wish for it is all I can do.

The rain came to play only with me.
As I close my eyes darkness is all I see.
But I can feel the breeze of the midnight sea.
I want to feel the danger that made me flee.

But as I walk away without looking behind.
I think back about feelings that my breath took.
As I sit home and know I've memorized.
All those lines in that empty book.

And here I am writing about nothing.
About the nothing I've dreamt with.
And here I am writing about everything.
About everything that ever happened to me.

I look down staring at the nonsense written below.
I let out a sigh and raise my eyebrow in a frown.
I just thought I knew what to do.
But think is the only thing I know how to.

I will just forget about everything now.
But that's something my mind won't allow.
Should I just keep writing till I collapse into sleep?
Drifting into space as I listen to my heartbeat...?

[Goat Face]

again with the damn poems........JUST KIDDING!! they're great, I love to read them.

[vampirexpsycho]

I would give that to you, you know. I'm getting annoyed with them, but I don't want to delete my poems forever and regret throwing them away later...

[Goat Face]

Hey, I dont mind, it gives me something to read, plus they aren't that bad, pretty good actually.:)