17 Years Ago…

My last poem for 2019 and boy, it's a doozy! 17 Years Ago... by Andres Diaz ©2019 17 years ago you stupid bitch You and your flunkies threw me in a ditch Your friends, your ex, your delusions, your mess I thought I was in love with you, I must confess You played with my... Continue Reading →

A Favor For A Friend (Part Three)

A Favor For A Friend (Part Three) by Andres Diaz ©2019 As Inanna and Dr. Frankenstein drove towards the doctor's laboratory, Inanna turned to him and asked, "Can I ask you a possibly uncomfortable topic?" "Why they call me the Frankenstein monster?" Vincent asked. Inanna nodded her head. "I'm sure, reading books about me, or... Continue Reading →

Goth and Proud!

Goth and Proud! by Andres Diaz ©2019 I'm not the day I am the night I'm the Goth guy That fills you with fright You think I should wear Blue jeans and country music tees You think wearing all black Is some kind of a disease I don't care about your misconceptions Or your fears... Continue Reading →

The Fiend is Gone

The Fiend is Gone by Andres Diaz ©2019 So I've saved you for last The demon from my past Child with no backbone You knew your plans were wrong But I was far too strong And you needed me to go away You badmouthed me to her You rancid cur And told her to stay... Continue Reading →

Who am I?

Who am I? by Andres Diaz ©2019 Do you know who the fuck I am? I'm the king of all I survey You're a lowly peasant Now get the fuck out of my way Your boyfriend was jealous of me He was always talking shit He wanted to be me But my mantle wouldn't fit... Continue Reading →

You ignorant bitch!

When I'm at Goth night Wearing a red shirt I am still Goth My feelings were hurt You were so ignorant Of what Goth is about Your only reason for being there Was your boyfriend the lout Goths can wear colors Other than black So shut your ignorant mouth Because I'm not the one to... Continue Reading →

Happy World Goth Day!

Below are two poems I wrote for my poetry book, OTRONAUT. As you may or may not know, I am an old school Goth who's been out of the crypt for 20 years this year! I love all things dark, spooky and mysterious and wrote these poems as a celebration of that fact! I hope... Continue Reading →

Dinner with Dracula

Dinner with Dracula by Andres Diaz ©2017 Good evening guests Please don't shout It was just the wind That blew the candles out Make yourself at home Enjoy your stay But hide your crucifixes They keep me at bay Take a seat Eat your meal You'll need a full stomach For when shit gets real... Continue Reading →

The House on the Hill

The House on the Hill by Andres Diaz ©2017 The old dark house on the hill Casts a long shadow in the moonlight Long abandoned it silently watches The townspeople refuse to turn their eyes towards it They fear the evil they say still lingers there But they are unaware of the true evil The... Continue Reading →

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