christopher-james-swift
American
I'm short of funny guy when you get to know me. I started writing poems because I was bored one night and now I write when I have time. My poems sucks because I try probably too hard to make them rhyme even though most poems now-a-days don't rhyme. But I like to have them to. I'm about 6'2, about to graduate Apache Junction High School in May then I'm going to go to college for a little bit than probably going to go into the Marines so that the government will pay for my college.
I live in a doorway
Between two rooms. I hear
Blood dripping onto the floor.
The blood is drip, dripping
Slowly in a dark room
I peek
In the other room
And see a body hanging
From a rafter up above
The blood is dripping slowly.
I feel dread
Creeping up on me
I shiver in the hallway
It seems something is watching.
He is coming........
May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 3:12 PM UTC
Blood is dripping down my leg,
I feel like I'm about to pass out,
My vision has gone blurry.
I can smell the horrendous smell of Sulfur,
I can sense my doom coming closer to me,
I try to run but my blurry vision and my leg
Won't let me go cause of the torn leg.
I wake up all sweaty and tired,
I splash cool water over my face
To try to stop sweating.
May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 3:07 PM UTC
When I grow up
I wanna go up
Hopefully all comes up
So I can go, go, go
Go, go, go
All night long
Doing all things
Using all things
Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 1:36 PM UTC