Choke on My Blood…I’m Poison

Choke on my blood…I’m filled with poison as the vampire brings his fangs to my throat. I love it. I watch him slowly die slow. He didn’t know me. He didn’t know that I was the goat. The one that people warned others of. That you’ll meet your maker. That I’m the something that would kill you. You see, darkness has a clock ticking and you are in between the seconds of it. It only takes me 6 seconds and you’re gone. I’m above a vampire. I am the one who will make you bow. I am the new creator of darkness. I dare you to follow me. Follow me into the night. It’s your own choice. But, beware of the new empress of darkness. I would tell you to take a nibble but you might just end up in a riddle. Goodbye. Say hello to the darkness.

- Julicia Salvatore

Bloodied

Bloody is the way I feel right now. Violated and hurt deeply yet no one wants to hear my screams. So silent cries is what I shed. If I could scream at the top of my lungs from all the pain I would, but society won’t let me. I’d get called crazy, even without them knowing what it is that’s wrong. I despise most people. Perhaps I’m just bloodied from all the stab wounds people have emotionally and physically drove into me. Just bloodied. Bloody from all the lies and cries you made me have whether it’s a friend or a lover. Fuck you. You have bloodied me. Just a bit part of me wants to bloody you back.

Dust My Heart Off

I ultimately can not breathe at this moment. Every part of me has faded. I can’t even remember the last moment when I felt okay. My cheeks feel numb, my heart feels like it’s drawing blanks. I can’t bring myself to get up off the floor half the time because it hurts too much. It would mean I have to take on life without you. I can’t do it. If only I can dust my heart off, become me all the way again before I met you. I can't. The second half of me is gone and there is no way to return the half of me back. So my heart and my body will become dust. That is simply the difficulty of have loved.

Poison Heart

Thinking back to you, gives me a poison heart. I don't know quite when or how it started but it gets me lost, without a route. Sometimes, I'm confident in fighting to get back afloat, but my demons always find me so I end up leaving, without a note. How I always cope? I don't know, but what I do know is no other love can find me. I always cut the rope.

Julicia Salvatore

Mind Maze

The abnormal mind, cluttered and tangled with borderline insanity. There is no escape as I struggle to deal with myself, my humanity. I'm on a grid map with no sense of direction...not knowing if life is a curse or blessing. Maybe it's a bit of both so I don't know which doors to open and which ones to close. It feels like both everything and nothing exists simultaneously. I don't even know how to put words down correctly anymore. I just feel like my mind and soul is lost at shore.

Julicia Salvatore

Sinister Desires

Cold, dark, lonely places. That's where the beginnings of his desires started. His silver hair and silver tongue were beautifully toxic to everyone that crossed his path. It was a gift he'd been granted at birth. While a soft neck, full of hot blood was his favorite meal, he sometimes found it unsatisfactory. He craved more. Something more beyond the blood lust. And then, he saw her. She caught his eye like a pretty poison. He was drawn to such things. He wanted her. So he decided he would have her, marking the start of the most enigmatic experience he would ever have.

- Julicia Salvatore 💜🖤💜🖤

How’d You Die Before I Met You?

Such a beautiful face...a beautiful man. How is it that I discover you when you're now nothing but sand? I want to hold you. Gather your remains and make you whole again. Make things back like they were then. If I could hold my breath to bring you back, to feel this feeling that I lack with any other. The dead has stolen my heart and forever I'll feel torn apart.

Julicia Salvatore

The Vampiric Poetess

Paper Heart

Your love is as durable as a paper heart. It blows and fades like the wind. No matter if you're a friend....or kin, somehow it always ends.

Stay away.

As it nears the end of May, I will find my own way. There is nothing in the air but lonely love and I just might be okay with that.

Julicia Salvatore 💙🖤💙🖤

Curse of Consciousness

I wake up and I look at the ceiling. Immediately. I know I'm back in this world. The simulation. There is no way out. Going day to day like a scheduled artificial intelligence. Alot of times I question myself if I'm even alive or if this is all a game. Crazy is the name they gave me. Medicate me until I'm dizzy enough to conform. Sometimes I wish I wasn't born. The storm is too strong for me to bare it seems. Ripping at me and making me mean. My words written are like a blood vessel straining against the vein. Yet no one knows me. No one knows my feeling. No one cares to even look deeper and say hello, I'm real too. It's so lonely. I'm fighting to define the definition of human but humans always hurt me. I did not ask for my conscience. I rather feel nothing at all sometimes. Wouldn't that make it easier? I'm just a writer, floating with her curious soul. But...no one knows me. Only I know me. I think that's what scares me the most.

Acid Tears

My tears feel like acid, streaming down my cheeks. As if a volcano erupted, then leaked. I can hardly move. I can't feel my face and knowing there is no one to embrace makes me want to leave without a trace. But then...right before I fall, I hear a voice call and say, don't give up. This is just the beginning. Stay strong.

Julicia Salvatore

Interstellar Moon

The moon has its way of getting to me. Last time I looked at the moon through my telescope was with you. It was cold and dark, but you came out anyway to look at it with me. Now you're miles away and all I can do is imagine you. I imagine the very last second that I got to touch your beautifully lightly tanned skin while looking into your golden eyes. I'd love to kiss every part of you and melt into your honey skin that lies against mine.

You're an enigma to me but you're the greatest specimen that I ever wished to study. You're something in this unexplainable world that I feel makes sense.

Send me on a rocket ship with you. I'd explore the ends of the universe with you, travelling interstellar. I'd love to see a supernova, better yet, a hypernova with you. Yes, it would kills us, but the last image that I ever want to see...is you. Standing behind a blood stained supernova, together with you.

- Julicia Salvatore

Blood Caffeine

Lately, I find myself unable to go to sleep. Not for the lack of being tired but more so of that I just feel saddened to fall asleep. Falling asleep without you. Without the one I’ve created in my head. It’s like I don’t want to stay up but I don’t want to close my eyes either because if I’m not writing, you go away. I’m afraid of things being the end at times. It’s as if I wished the days were just a bit longer, or slower. When I’m all finished with the daily tasks and I’m sitting writing of you, I’m happy. I’m even happier, when I’m drawing you. But to see the clock flash 2 am and I’m still wide awake, wanting to continue to connect with you in our secret world, makes me want to cry. Perhaps it’s the reason why people will never understand why I hide away and don’t want to talk because you’re captivating my mind. You merge with my world and I feel warm enough even though I can’t physically touch you. You’re something in my imagination that I don’t have the power to make come alive in this world. You only have paper skin and ink blood. That’s all that you are yet you mean so much more to me. So I’ll write. I’ll continue to write until my very last breath because until then you’re alive and that’s all that I need. My blood caffeine. Keep me awake, until the very end.

Love,

Julicia Salvatore

Transition

Darkness always has a way of creeping up, tauntingly. Sitting, resting, waiting for that moment to feel fully alive again. It comes and goes. Feelings of happiness quickly rolls to despair in a chaotic twist that I cannot control. I’m becoming someone else, something else that I can’t name. Blood cravings pull at my insides like a magnetic wave. It hurts. I need it. I can no longer fight this feeling.

Julicia Salvatore

Eternally Here

I lie down, stuck in a transcending vortex in my mind. The days find themselves to keep repeating. Some days, I don't want them to repeat, yet I find myself still in the crossroads of life. I'm waiting for a moment to feel fully alive again. I'm lost here. I'm treading along continuously and have no full escape. I only have me, my mind, and my feelings. They're miscued. Feelings of lost, abandoned loves by the other party. Feelings of failure, defeat, and betrayal. I question why I have to deal with it. There's no answer. No resolution. This is a force of existence and there is not a God damn thing I can do about it. I'm eternally here.


Julicia Salvatore

Ravish Me Crazily

Intrigued by the notion of you. It's like a deadly sin biting at me, plaguing me like an unforgettable bliss. Your hands against my skin, your pulse pulling me within. You're a marvelous man and I can barely withstand the hits of pleasure of you pumping my blood veins full of you. Yes, you. And right there, right there you fill my soul with remnants of you. Your beautiful face, your blue eyes, your divine taste, your sinister look, the blood lust, powerful thrusts, all I see is you. Take it all, every existence of me and combine it with you because I'm yours. We've become an enigma to everyone around and it doesn't matter. It just doesn't. All that matters is our two worlds colliding and we are both each other. I love you. That's all there is to it. I'm ready when you are.

- Julicia Salvatore 💋

Dark Love Risen

The cold cruelty of morning shines against me like an unwanted plague as the night slowly fades. I can't stop thinking of the night's past adventure as I lay in bed. It could have played out much better than it did, but it didn't. That's always the outcome of me. Tons of sweet but a bit of manic for a twist. I seem to never get the scenarios right. Hmm. Perhaps that's why I'm an author. People I meet become a story and within that story, I write them to exist forever, even though they fail to stay present in my current world. I'm a paradox of madness, waiting to be played with if the right one touches me. This planet is vast. He has to be out there somewhere right? Where on Earth could he be? I'm searching for you. I won't stop until I find you. No matter how much heartache fills between the space. I won't ever give up hope of finding you. Come dawn or dusk, you'll be in my mind. You'll remain forever.

Julicia Salvatore