A poem can be meaningful,
It can be short or long...

Why does it have to be this way?
I wish things would just change...

I come out at night
to drink the blood of humans...

The day that I heard
You were going away...

I'll find you someday
then love you for good...

Loneliness when you are away
Open arms to make your day...

As I looked up in the sky
The stars twinkled above...

Pain
Powerful enough to bring you to your knees...

As I watched the fames rise, an unspeakable sight,
I heard a blood curdling scream in the dead of...

Porcelain, Porcelain made of glass
Friend wanted to kick my ass...

When you bully a person,
It could scar them for life...

You've taught me how to laugh.
You've taught me how to smile...