bloodsucker (a collection of poetry by micah knapp)
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Written from 2012-2015, a collection of poetry about a dark time in my life.TRANSCRIPT
BLOODSUCKER©2015
A collection of poetry by
Micah Knapp
BLOODSUCKER PART 1
Bloodsucker
She sucked him in,
ate his heart out,
and left with a smile on her face.
Instilled these feelings like little bugs,
eating away his insides.
Painted the canvas black,
so that the negatives seemed positive.
Made him love what he hated,
and in the end all that was left
was his longing for the sin.
Skipping Record
Like a skipping record,
she bites, you bite,
and we draw blood.
No resolution to be sought
but this ongoing pain
that we cling to and call love.
No victims here...
Just two lovers trapped in
a game we're bound to play,
for a God that's just mind-made.
Open Window
I want to be a fly on your wall,
only for desire. Only for desire.
See through the window
so you’re exposed.
Your mind will take us places
only imagined,
and this pleases you
to feel the lust.
A strengthening of
self-empowerment.
Foolish Pet
This obsessive possession
is a noose around your neck.
Heel, you foolish pet.
Off the leash and
you run amuck.
Jealousy bleeds from every pore
until it’s dried us dry.
You return in the dead of night
for the warm comfort.
And when you sit at his side,
he turns to stone.
House of Sin
We choose to live
in this House of Sin,
where evil rests
underneath the floorboards.
A crack and it’s released.
We love it deep down.
Feed this lovely pain
and make me bleed;
the blood’s what gets me going
and makes me feel alive.
Use your dirty thoughts
and let’s revel in this filth.
Side by side and
we might crack a smile.
Annabelle
We met in dreams,
a life that could have been.
I saw your growth and felt
your abandonment.
She wasn’t there.
She wasn’t there.
Ripped away, like a coming tide.
Let you go, such a foolish heart.
You were part of me.
You were part of me.
Left to another life
that will never be.
The Naked Truth
Expose yourself
to the naked truth...
Piercing eyes are your
secret pleasure.
The animals’ yearnings
give you the power you crave.
A gift to the strangers
that creep in the shadows.
Castle of your Dreams
Castle of your Dreams
won’t stop the lies from seeping out.
Neighbors do tell
the screams they’ve heard.
The pictures on the walls,
faces full of smiles.
Hold still
so the world can see the joy,
till your choked to death
lying on the floor.
All secrets out,
a story for the headlines.
Wild Thing
Fell in love with a Wild Thing,
despite the warnings.
Can’t keep her in a cage.
Can’t keep her in a cage.
She runs free.
She runs free.
She’s got nine lives.
You must not give
your heart to a Wild Thing!
You must not give
your heart to a Wild Thing!
The more you do
the stronger they become.
The Destroyer
Here she comes...
The roses drop dead at her sight.
She sets those around her on flames.
She torched the woods,
a devastation unnoticed.
A tortured soul
trapped in a black shell.
Set her free.
Set her free.
Her back is to me.
Her back is to me.
Let her look up and see
the light.
Strange Love
We come together,
we go away.
Do we remember
these lives we’ve lived?
These days they’ve passed.
Hold on to the memory,
we live to forget.
Lovers, now strangers,
walking down the aisle
to say goodbye.
BLOODSUCKER PART 2
Sweet Poison (Succubus)
Dangled there,
like a fly in a web.
She sought you out,
sweet poison to your lips.
Like the taste...
Keep coming back for more
until you’re drunk on it.
The ugly will soon appear,
once the beauty has been
torn from her face.
Off-Script
Where have I gone?
Lost in a role I forgot to play.
The next line escapes me
as I pause for effect.
You’ve gone off script
and the faces in the crowd
look confused.
All eyes on you...
The light searching
for that failed look
to cross your face.
Eggshells
Walking on eggshells.
One crack
and you’re thrown to the pit
with the Lions to maul;
until you’ve given in
to the mistakes
you never made.
A simple lie
would save your life
but strip you of your dignity.
Be true to yourself!
Be true to yourself!
Little Weights
Thoughts like little weights
piling up on top of me,
keep pulling me down
from these balloons
to the ground.
It's not reality,
but it might as well
just be. In my head
they play the same,
but to you,
it's all another game.
Sharks
You slit your wrists
and let them bleed, just to tease.
Blood in the water
and the Sharks swarmed.
You scream when they bite
and leave you for dead,
you careless little fish.
An addictive pain that you love
that makes you feel right at home.
The Soft Fur
You let the dogs out of their cage,
before you could fully
comprehend the consequences.
Thought those teeth wouldn't bite,
but recoil in a submissive state.
The soft fur isn't for petting,
just protection from the harsh reality.
You took the beast off it’s leash,
and it turned to it’s instincts.
Rag Doll
They come when called
and take charge of you,
used like a doll.
You love the hurt
and hate that spills.
Only to be thrown aside,
a narcissistic love.
A vessel for an evil heart.
Just to get you off.
Ouroboros
My intent was to create
and build it up,
only to bring it down again.
Stacked up
and toppled over.
Nothing can be that good...
Let’s make this worse
so we can make it better.
It’s this fight
that keeps us going…
Bloody Sitcom
Turn on the show,
put on display for all to see.
We’re just a sitcom
for your life.
Take a seat and watch.
Laugh tracks fill the awkward silences.
They have paid to see
this bloodbath played out
in real time.
A bloody sitcom.
The Devil’s Drink
When it festers,
we pick at the flesh
till it bleeds.
Uncover what lies beneath.
Let this pestilence fill the air.
Smoke’s rising,
till our lungs fill
and we choke.
We’ve embraced the dark
in a tight held grip.
We drink the Devil’s drink
and in a glance our
eyes are black.
We forget to live
and reach the life inside.
Ghosts
I saw this happen
again and again.
A million different lives...
This is how it ends.
This is how it starts.
The blood stained curtains,
before it’s ever been.
This is where we pass,
Ghosts drifting through
an empty room.
A sound at night...
it’s only you
when you’ve passed.