back to the disaster

2008 (Blood type B: Installment One)

I am pushed down to face reality

there is no one coming to save me

all of our dreams were lies

your ashes fill the air

dressing myself in sackcloth 

preparing for an age of mourning 

the allotment for this time is over

surrounded by my new alliance with the fallen 

drinking the mortal souls of our enemies

we're burnt out for all the right reasons

given immortality to waste in long seasons

treason is all around, angels are falling down

back to the pills

and the blood

back to the disaster 

life on the grind

it's getting faster

Author's Note

This is actually one of my first bloodlust poems. Written in 2008. It's a little different but it was the beginning of the series so I decided to put it in the book as installment one. Thanks everyone for reading..xx

Reviews

[Blue Moon Ice Cream]

Oh, that picture is so terrible. It makes me shudder. :) I disagree with Kittie on the lack of emotion. I think it fits the poem. It's bleak, narrated by someone who has given up. It casts a black cloud over the reader as it is read. I really liked the blunt, resigned tone. The only thing that struck me as strange was that the ending stanza rhymed, while the rest of the poem was very free. I mean, the rhymes worked really well, but I wasn't expecting the change. This could apply to any time and many situations, yet it's easy to see how it works with what's happening in today's world. It made me stop and think.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

Considering I read "Convalescence" before I read this I just decided to read all of them. I thought it was very nicely written. I loved the whole thing. It was great. I enjoyed it. I will be reading on. Thanks for sharing.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

wonderful portrayal of darkness!

[patricia]

worn out for all the right reasons. Liked this a lot. Its one thing to love when you haven't experienced pain, but quite another to know the ropes so well, and yet dare to venture again. Thankyou.

[EMF]

Do you know how much vampire cack is on here? Do you? WC is awash with it. People with their perfectly formed, basically just misunderstood vampires. Pretty boys and pretty girls awash with guilt, social isolation and any other old twaddle they can think up to justify moodiness. Well, I'm tired of being nice about them. Polite. Not when there is material as good as this on the site. Not when you combine a perfect picture with a poem that has more romance to its soul than any of the Hearts and Flowers brigade, or those who want their vampires to be just like they want to be.
You outstrip the floor with most on here and frankly on the shelves of Amazon. In case you didn't realise... I'm a bit of a fan boy!

[Angel Bluestocking]

It's different from your other poems, yet without a doubt, beautiful as your other works. I love the sound of disillutionment. Superb as always! Wonderfully written- :))

[Aidz]

kewl write..... like the last 5 lines they have a lyrical quality to em

[realmwriter]

Again I compare this to "Interview With A Vampire" and again I find my idiocy cannot do this justice.

[SUGATA M]

The piece has a tremendous pace till end. Probably that's intentional to visualize the fall.

[Lily]

The picture is so scary! But the poem itself is wonderful!

[BlueDreams]

Disaster!!! oh! very well explained it... Great write ....