Biography of Brandon Chiles
I'm called the Dying Romantic...probably because most girls never get to experience anything Romantic before they leave home...I changed that. Well that was my initial reason, but the more I looked into the name and continued to pursue knowledge of the English language, I discovered the era of Romanticism, and found that my style of writing was very similar, dying was added in as most of my poems tend to lead towards death and/or suicide. For what little it is it's how I earned my title. I'm a total nerd...love anime, books of all kinds...and have an interest in the occult, but am by no means obsessed with it. I've always been considered the 'dark and scary' kid around when I hit junior high, and I think this is because of my choice of music, I love rock and metal. This just seemed to separate me farther from my classmates, who all enjoyed Pop. I use real people for most of my inspiration so I have to thank anyone that has ever been close to me in life, and of course my current special someone. Their who anything new will normally be about. I write for the joy of it, not for silly titles or classifications. Thanks for taking an interest, and keep reading!
Brandon Chiles's Works:
Brandon Chiles Poems
Dying Romantic says: I walk these streets all alone, the sound of your voice still ringing on my phone. You just couldn't leave our past behind,
I'm lost everytime I look into those eyes. And yet you never let me peer through your disguise.
A Skipped Heartbeat
Theres this girl with a metal smile, her beauty can be seen for over a mile. She makes me think and makes me smile, I wish I could be with her for just awhile.
Voices And Memories
'Voices and Memories' I hear the voices inside of my head, whispering to me, as I lay in my bed.
If Your Good To Me
If your good to me I'll be that knight in shining armor, if your good to me I'll protect you from the world, if your good to me I'll hold you in my arms, if your good to me I'll care for you when your sick,
The Last Letter
This tainted heart is breaking, and your always making...your lies into what I'm suppose to believe, is there ever relief? I'm sick of looking at your face,
Girl In Class
There's this girl I see everyday, she makes my heart skip a beat. The way she smiles, I never knew how my life became bleak.
Eye Of Truth
These eyes only see the truth, and this world is spiraling down towards the depths far below, nothing but Hell resides there, with its torturous glow,
A Girl To Remember
Whether she wants it or not, in this life or the next, she holds my heart, and all it connects,
Heart On The Floor
'Heart on the Floor' This heart is left bleeding on the floor, slamming in between the wall and the door. She told me she never really loved me,
Nights are made of dreams and stars, memories that last because you didn't go to the bar. Smiles make men weak, and for you its an easy feat.
This pain in my heart grows by the hour, I thought I had finally found that perfect flower, She made me smile everytime she came near, but her strength was lacking,
As the ground turns white, I'll remember my first true sight, of you nervous and confident, strong and lost,
'Gallows' She left my hanging from the gallows. A whispered word, a flash of teeth, I was hooked and and never saw what lied underneath.
Girl In The Chair
'Girl in the Chair'
She sits there sipping on her water,
her mind in another place,
she has no idea,
that I'm staring at her face.
She sits in her chair,
without a care.
Ashley, do you know why I do this?