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.
Tyler Tillett 3/2/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
how intense, almost feels like i hardly know you, but the depth of the complexity makes it seem so professional