Tyler Tillett Poems

I called her. She didn't answer.
Something is wrong. I know it, I can feel it.
Her light is on; it is bright, very bright. I opened the door.
I feel a cold draft coming at me.
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In my hand is a bloody pare of

scissors. My wrists are bleeding. The
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He promised me his world.
He promised that I was everything.
He promised his love
He promised his life.
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Is it you?
My heart is trembling, like a rock slide.
I miss you, I want you to come back.. to me...not any one else.
I want to feel your fur, I want to put my fingers threw your long black mane. I miss you. I want you back.
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Sangre

I am bleeding I need out. I need your help. Please get me out.. I don’t want to bleed anymore. I don’t want to be desperate. Please help me. Your here right now. Please help me. I need out of this. I don’t want to hurt any one any more. I don’t want to cry out for your blood anymore. I am done bleeding out for people that I hurt, that I killed. Please help me. I am done. I promise I won’t hurt you. I am hungry but I don’t want your blood. Please help me get out of this. I don't want this life anymore. Please I am begging you to help me. The more people I kill the more blood I want. I cant take it anymore. There faces so white, like they have seen a ghost. I am not a ghost. I just want to be human again. I want to love, live and laugh again like I used to when I was young. To be free is all I ask. I wouldn't ask for anything more. I am sick of drinking blood and hurting others. Seeing the look on the face of a human. The terror in there eyes. I just want to be out of this mess.
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I know you care, I know that you are there, I care about you,
I just wish that I could see you, hold you and feel the touch of your lips
against mine. I love you! I cant stop thinking about you. I feel like I am obsessed with you.
Only if you weren't careless, you would be standing here with me.You decide your fate; be with me and live with me forever, or die without a memory of those who you loved and hated. Don't play with fate, don't look for love, be young and free, because that is what you will only get; is the freedom. Why did you have to go? Our love was so young, how I miss the touch of your lip; so soft, moist, and smooth, they are like there almost perfect, but not. How I wish I could kiss them again. I miss how your body was so fine, muscular, and smooth like a baby's bottom. How I miss it so.
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To Katja,

mama can i fly?
mama can i fly? fly into the unknown..where no one can find me even on their tippy toes. mama can i fly? to meet that someone watching me. to meet my only angel. mama can i? i just wanna spread my wings and fly. no more pain no more cries i don't want to die but mama can i once? spread my wings and fly.
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To my grandma Joann Lyon, I put myself in her position.
1936-2008

I feel like to die, I don’t know why. I sense it.
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Oh, how my heart goes out to thee, with doves fly up so high, wings expand so, ho so must this heart love thee? Once this does so, butterflies flutter threw out this body. See her, see her, how I love to crest thee soft warm cheek.
With wild, wild flowers, below her soft white feet. How my heart longer for thee. Oh who her sweet, sweet smile is, how I long to kiss those sweet lips of thee, How her darken long hair blows threw the wind.

Oh her beautiful, sweet scent like cheery blossoms., so sweet, and soft. Oh how my heart longer for thee.
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