I am a vampire I can look in the mirror and nothing stares back at me For I am a vampire and they have no reflection
I am a vampire I am used to the sight of blood Though not blood that takes a life but allows for other life to be created
I am a vampire I crave the dark My curtains don’t open and I don’t go outside
I am a vampire Society fears me With their beliefs and ideologies That they refuse to adapt as time changes
I am a vampire But vampires aren’t real Yet boys are real But I am not a real boy
Part 1 ✽ ——————
“Dont fall behind.” Dan states, his voice rough and tired as usual.
They have been walking all day and, understandably, Mateo has had enough. He trails behind sluggishly letting out groans of annoyance every few seconds to get his opinion across in any means necessary.
“Can you stop?” He turns back around to face Mateo and waits for him to catch up before walking again.
“Where are we?” He groans again and kicks his foot at the ground pulling up the grass.
“I dont know.” He sighs, fed up with the teen behind him, silently wishing he left him behind.
“Where are we going?”
“You know where we’re going.”
“In the long run, yes. But we obviously arent getting there in one trip, so where are we going?”
“I dont know. I didnt think about that.”
“You dont think about anything.” Mateo whines and starts running to get ahead of Dan. “I miss London.” He shouts back at him.
“No you dont.”
“Yeah? Well I had a bed back in London!” He snaps not paying attention to what he’s saying, just wanting to find a good argument.
“No you didnt.”
He stops running and stays in one place staring at the grass. He was tired and fed up with walking, he didn’t need some strange man telling him he was better off with him than at home. Dan places a hand on his back as he passes him, carefully pushing him along beside him unwilling to stop walking.
“I had a family back in London.” He mutters.
“Yeah, and you left them. You ran away from them and I had to save you.”
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This is a random draft I forgot existed and forgot what I was doing with so here it is as it is ig 💪 epic ikr
Uhh, this is my characters from my novel I mentioned ages ago, check my writing titled ‘streptocarpus’ it’s on the 42 week ago mark but I don’t write much so it’s not that far down on my profile. That will pretty much explain any background info on the situation here.
I’m posting this cause otherwise I never will and I’m trying to get back into writing novels and short stories like I used to instead of poems
This one is genuinely rubbish I forgot I wrote this
Hey.
I’ve been staring at this blank page long enough, I just can’t put what I want to say into words. You fill my mind every chance you get whether it’s intentional or not.
I don’t even know what I want to say to you. It’s kind of funny how I’ve been thinking of you for months, had dreams where you were back with me, and randomly think about everything we did together. Yet when I finally write the thoughts down, maybe to just stop them looping in my head, they all disappear and I have nothing to say.
I knew I shouldn’t have left you, you told me to stay in touch and I did. Every. Single. Day. I messaged you, talked to you, we sent pictures, videos, talked for hours. Then you just stopped. You hypocrite. I messaged you multiple times this year and I’ve been left on delivered since last Christmas. Last Christmas Day.
And I don’t like Christmas, yet I yearn for this one to come closer, just so I have an excuse to message you. A simple ‘merry Christmas’ maybe even a ‘<3’ we used to sign every message off with that. I’m counting the days until I have that reason to just message you. And if you don’t read it, I’ll take it as a message you just didn’t send and I’ll try to forget about you. It will have been a year and a year is enough.
I met you when we first started secondary, I stood up for you when our friend group fell out with you and I lost all of them because of it. But it didn’t stop me from loving you. I had to leave after a few years because that school couldn’t support me, I was at the very end and you were the only reason I was still here, the only reason I am still here. But I had to leave before I couldn’t hold on to you any more.
I’m better now. I’m at a new school, they support me, I have friends (none as good as you). But I miss you that damn much I’m considering finishing my exams and going back to the school I first met you just to see you again, no matter what it does to my head.
I’m sorry. I’m probably exaggerating. Old friends have told me you are happy, so I’m happy.
Goodbye for now.
A sweet sixteen is not so sweet When I wish for it to be discreet But it’s a celebration, I am no longer a kid But i’m not an adult, god forbid
Eighteen is when I cross that line Isn’t sixteen supposed to be my prime? How can it be when so many difficulties await Leaving me to sit here and contemplate
So what am I supposed to do? The thoughts that surround me are all so new I fear for the change, my anxiety sinks down Into the pit of my stomach where I hope it will drown
I hate how I feel, I don’t want to be here anymore But there is so much of life that is left to explore Can’t I please fast forward time To when I’m happy, is that such a crime?
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Unfinished, I don’t intend to finish it. 🤷
I write this a few weeks ago when I was going through stuff, change is scary you know, but I’m not bothered about being sixteen now.
So
Happy birthday to me :)
Kiss me until the sea runs dry Kneel with me and watch the sky
Keen eyes see feelings buried deep down Kind hearts fill with love until they drown
Kerosene surrounds us, engulfing us in flames Knots of my longing for you tighten, is this one of cupids cruel games?
Keeping you close, in the warmth of our fire Kind of knew our relationship would turn out dire
Knives cut deep, fire burns through, but nothing hurts more than all my love left for you
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Another short poem, I want to try and get my streak back but don’t hold me to that, I probably won’t post for another week or two as usual
I hate you I hate being near you I hate when you don’t respond to me I hate that I can’t stop thinking about you
But I love you
I love you I love when your with me I love when you listen to me I love that you’re always on my mind
But I hate that you don’t love me I hate you for ignoring me I hate me for being unable to let go of you
As I looked into your eyes, I saw my future go up in flames. Being replaced by something beautiful, something younger me would have wished for; holding my breath and closing my eyes as I dropped the penny into the fountain, grinning as I awaited it to happen. And it did. She would be so happy to see me now.
My future was destined for me to be alone.
But then you showed up and you changed that. The friend I only ever dreamed of having. The friend I would protect with my life, the friend who protected me with hers.
But I was a fool to trust you, for fire burns to reveal things that originally weren’t visible.
As I looked into your eyes I watched my future go up in flames. I clung onto you in corridors, I never let go of your hand, you gave me piggy back rides across the school field and we accidentally kissed. You took over my life, burning my future. Then left me to deal with the burnt remains.
But I guess it’s my fault, I knew this already.
My future was destined for me to be alone, and nothing can burn through fate.
(I apologise for the rubbish writing and I apologise for disappearing from this app for over 3 weeks, my mind is full and I have no motivation to write 👍)