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Oct 2009 · 609
Don't.
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Don't push me, I will fall.
Don't hit me, for I will cry out
Don't cut me, I will bleed
Don't turn your back on me..........
for I will surprise you.
Don't.....................
10/14/01 AC
Oct 2009 · 566
Whispers on the Wind
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
As the moon rises to it's nocturnal throne.
The children of the night awaken to weave
thier web of gothic enchantments.
Through the shadows they creep whispering
thier dark secrets on the night winds.
ac 2003
Oct 2009 · 912
Pain
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
There are no rules, no ryhmes, no reason...
Only sadness.
The drums in my head have an ancient beat, long and hard.
Unexplained pain leaves me unbalanced and confused.
Eyes are tired of looking out, when they should be looking in...
I battle with understanding, when nothing makes sence.
Time and being seems lost.
All is empty.
Forgive me.....
09/03/04
Oct 2009 · 474
Falling:
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
The air surrounds me now.
I feel it.
It whispers to me as I float threw it, into it, and beyond it.
It does not stop me, nor does it control me.
All moves so slowly, but yet I move so fast.
All will be over soon.
The beauty will begin once again.
With out me.
09/10/08/ac
Oct 2009 · 727
A Long Road
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Standing on the road side, hair hanging down around her.
There is sadness written in her face.
She is leaving.
Her only thought is to leave and never come back.
Hopes to find a place that will except her for what and who she is .
This life has been a creul to her.
So unkind, so unforgiving.
She has to leave.
The wind blows her hair into her face as a car goes speeding by,
hitting a muddy puddle near by and splashes her.
Now wet she just cries.
She cries for the people she is leaving, for the friends that will
worry, for the family that will never understand.
09/13/08 AC
Oct 2009 · 816
Almost
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Spirit is almost broken.
Heart is almost drained
Mind is almost empty.
Your creul and Vial
Full of hate
**** you to your hell.
You have hurt me enough.
You F*cked up *******.
You can't mess with me anymore..
This is the end.
ac 07/25/09
Oct 2009 · 830
I am I
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
I am...Goth (My Way)
I am...Vampyr (Alone)
I am...Raven (Totem)
I am...Wolf (Spirit Guide)
I am...Dragon( Soul Protector)
I am........ I (Forever)
I am...Understanding
I am...Student
I am...Teacher
I am...Love
I am...Truth
I am...Honesty
I am...Belief
I am...Strong
I am...WHO I AM....ALWAYS
Just Me...
;..; V ;..;  2009
Oct 2009 · 611
Do you see her?
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Glass is broken.
Her wrists are bleeding.
Warm droplets hit the clean white floor.

She is here...
Do you see her?

She is now calm.
Her body is relaxed.
The tears have ended.

She is here.
Do you see her?

The glass has fallen from her hand.
She has given in.
The hurt is almost gone...

She is here NOW!!
Do you see her YET??
V 10/11/09
Oct 2009 · 804
Cold
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Clouds linger low in the valley.
The wind blows in a whisper.
All is silent.

A heart bleeds.
Eyes turned red.
****** tears flow.

Hands are empty.
A soul wanders.

The body grows cold...
;..; V ;..;   2009
Oct 2009 · 665
Pack of lies
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Longing for arms to hold me close.
Running away in fear.

Scared... Bleeding...
Knowing only hurt and pain.

Understanding?
There is none.

Anger and cruelty.
Almost sounds normal.
Crazy ... but true.

Believe! In what?
It is all a pack of lies...

Change my mind if you think you can!
;..; V ;..; 10/09/09
Oct 2009 · 612
The Vessel
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
The body is a vessel that takes love or gives love...
The hands are the ones who touch you softly or put you in pain...
The lips we kiss can be soft and gentle or raw and charged...
The heart tells all, tells you lies and deciet or of love and honesty...
The eyes are the window to the soul, they speak volumes with out a voice...
V  2008
Oct 2009 · 545
The Hour Within
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
In the midnight hour,with an evil grin you shine.
Darkness surrounds you, but you glow with a fire,
that brings me closer and closer to your soul.
But sending me to heaven is your last request.
Fear of Lose, Fear of Gain
08/26/07   V
Oct 2009 · 684
SLEEP
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Your voice in the air calls to me..
It is time to sleep.
Rest my weary body.
To calm my soul and spirit.
Arms around you holding you tight.
My head rests apon your chest, listening to your heart beating.
Feeling your body stir.
A smile apon your face.
Your eyes bright, but sleepy.
A kiss apon your lips, brings an unexpected glow to us both.
Want and need overtakes sleep.
;..; V ;..; 2009
Oct 2009 · 520
Sad and Tired
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
I am so tired of explaining who I am to poeple...
Why should I?
I love who I am and those who know me except that I am who I am.
I AM GOTH, My way...
Should there be a special way to be who you are?
Should I be like everyone else?
Why? If I am so different am I told to be another way?
I am just who I am...If you can't take it....
Then your a very SAD person.
What is in my heart and in my soul is what should matter the most, not the colour of clothes I wear nor the make-up or the jewlery I dawn.
How come that matters so much to you?
Do I shock you that much?
5/6/2008 Vampyress

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