Tyler Tillett Poems
|2.||I Dont Know Any More..||1/10/2008|
|3.||Left To Right||1/10/2008|
|5.||I'M Just Happy That I Did It||9/9/2008|
|12.||Roses Are Red.2||3/25/2009|
|17.||Seasons Of War||9/15/2011|
|19.||My Internal Love||8/23/2013|
|20.||Roses Are Red, Violet's Are Dead.||4/11/2008|
|21.||I Wish Time Would Stop.||2/6/2008|
|22.||Oh How I Love Thee||9/19/2010|
|26.||How I Miss You||1/8/2008|
|27.||Is It You?||2/11/2008|
|29.||I Need A Smoke.||2/17/2008|
|31.||Living Dead Girl||1/29/2008|
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Living Dead Girl
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.
It feels like 10 degrees. I see her zoning out. She has a smile on her face. I wonder why. The window is wide open, there is snow on the ground. I saw terror in her eyes. I start to smell blood. Maybe I could have smelt blood when I came in to her room but was to distracted on looking for her.
I see the cats liking her wrist. I wonder why. I see blood on the floor, in a puddle next to her.
Am I too ...
Hell is burning,
Hell is burning through the middle of earth.
Would you jump if you had a chance would you?
If you jumped what would you see?
What would you hear?
If you heard anything,
Would it be screaming?
If you saw it, what would you see?
Would you see fire burning through the souls