This is the first poem, "Pleasure, not Passion". These poems have been done in no specific or particular order; I just did them as I went along, basically. See if you can guess the Dethklok member this poem is based on. I'm not sure whether poems qualify as fanfiction or not, but I'm pretty sure they do, as I've seen them on here before. Maybe not for Metalocalypse (poems aren't metal unless they're about hearts under floorboards, probably, to the fictional Dethklok at least), but I'm sure poetry would be good. In my opinion, it provides more insight and more thought into a character.
I don't love you,
I won't love you,
I can't love you because
I'll never love you the way you love me.
Imagination is exciting, isn't it?
The way I set your heart ablaze,
And leave you there to weep,
Because your world's burned down.
I love all the power,
I love all the pleasures,
I love how I control you
Like marionettes on a string.
After all, you mean nothing to me,
Just little snippets and figments,
Particles and fragments,
Of my flights of fantasy.
I don't really know who I want today,
But then again, I have the pick of the harvest,
I'll take what I want for now,
And leave the rest for the next day.
Once upon a time I would look and ask,
Is she the one? Is she the one?
And I never found her, so I gave up,
And changed so love would be pleasure, not passion.
Thanks for reading, please R&R. I hope you enjoyed the first poem. A second is coming soon - suggestions would be nice, but I may not actually follow them if I get a better idea. Sorry.