Fantasy Chills

 

Fantasy kills chills

 

Fear of death,

Fantasy chills,

& Adrenaline drills.

Blood & lust,

love & hate.

Contractive mind sights.

Crazy urges,

unsatisfying thoughts,

deep feelings,

motive and fears alike.

Dark scenes,

take over my dreams,

filling my mind for the night.

When a plan comes to life,

& hands bond together,

what was once an illusion,

comes to light.

Twisty forms,

& touching skin,

hate & blood spilling,

ending one hell of a spin.

Beautiful eyes,

& the promise bound forever,

to shoot our fears,

& die together.

Reviews

[Frank F. Atanacio]

the stream in which your words flow AMAZING!

[Kick Start Franny]

oh my god!!! i LOVED it.....
it was AWESOME...
best one yet that i've read of yours!!!
job well done:P

[dear sydney;]

i really like this one, its dark but it seems like something someone wants to read about.

[Gary H]

That all works well. Just a couple of notes. If you are writing with two words to a line you do need to make sure that spelling is right. I think 'Dark seens' needs to be 'scenes'.

'& the promise that keeps us bound forever' - this line could more easily read without 'that keeps us' thus having '& the promise bound forever' - writing a poem has a lot of flexibility in making the reader think about what is going to happen so you, as the writer, have a lot more scope with the images you create.

[Last Lying Look]

See that chick in the picture who's a vampire... that's me.