The darkest of shaddows, looms over me,
Still I sit and wait,
The demon of love, haunts my every step,
And still I sit and wait for you,
Love is a toy, not to be played with,
I wait and I wait,
I don't eat, or drink or sleep,
I only sit and I wait,
The shaddows form the shape of your face,
I know its not, I continue to wait,
Your face it haunts me, your touch taunts my heart,
But still I wait,
I am trying to find an answer for my heart,
But I refuse to move until you return,
I wonder if your ever coming back to me,
That is why I sit and wait,
I am hoping that you love me, same as I love you,
And so I continue to wait,
I am desperate to see you, desperate to touch you,
That is why wait for you,
My first words when we meet, I haven't yet desided,
I wait for the oportune moment...

Another of the poems I have writen, I think the person that this iss directed to knows who she is, and knows how I feel, constantly waiting, seeing shaddows of her face, dreaming of her, wanting to hold her, to kiss her, and for the waiting to cease, I don't want to have to wait, but I do it anyway...I love her, and refuse to fight it, and refuse to deny it. I love you, and I hope you realise it is you and no other that I love, please try and figure it out if you read this...

Sleeping silently,
waiting for them to come,
waiting to be taken away,
I fall from great hights,
and the demons cry my name,
darkness closes around me,
and I try to escape,
the terror of the blinding darkness, I fall beyond all reach.
Many sleepless nights,
I lie awake and think of you,
The last of my memories spill before me,
and the blood from my throat forms a puddle on the floor,
I wish I could help you,
and those that I lost,
but my end has come,
and I will not fight...

Just a poem I wrote, I hope you like it...

I cry in pain, as my sins spread round me like fire,
I am a victum of my own selfish desire,
Falling too far, calling for help,
My selfish desires, make me a whelp,
The burning pain, I endured for years,
The pain I am feeling, brings forth the tears,
I sit alone, and for the pain I weap,

I can't think of anything to rhym with weap, if anyone who reads this can find saomething to go with weap, please tell me.