Sad Day at the Shore

The dreary waves upon this sandy beach,

Reminds me of a time I used to care.

Feeling like you are just a human leach,

Leaves my soul very empty, and bare.

The windy breeze collides on my sad face,

Gentle as it may, I’m always let down.

Though I feel safe, cuddled in your embrace,

There’s that possibility I may drown.

The water eats away the grains of sand,

Matching the crude erosion of my heart,

Rescue me; just have to lend me your hand.

Don’t let this frightful storm tear us apart.

            My emotions are waves, just like the sea

            Play it safe, or unleash a tsunami.

---Javier Pelayo

Thirst of the Damned

Tonight I see the stars so brightly shine,
Though I hide in the dark shadows below.
Can only catch my eyes for they do glow.
Before I find my prey, I thirst to dine,
Drain someone of blood, and tear out their spine.
I speak of the death of Marilyn Monroe.
Tasted like fine wine beneath the chateau,
Never fed on anyone more divine.
Have no regrets of my mystical crime,
Just lust for nectar that keeps me alive.
With no shame it gets easier in time,
Killing others allows me to survive.
Rehydrate so I can stay in my prime,
As always, I find, I remain to thrive.

Petrarchan Sonnet.

--Javier Pelayo

The End

The rain falls steady,
The sky continues to cry.
I've had enough already
And ponder ways to die.

End every pain,
Have no more tears.
Strike at the vein,
Say goodbye to my fears.

One final breath
And my mission's complete.
Another human death,
It all ends so sweet.