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In the storming night
I was running,
running from people
who do nothing but
judging me all the time.
Cause of my face is ugly
my personality is a freak
cause I am difficult to take
to understand and get along with.
I run into the fields and streets,
in this storming pouring rain
that does not seem to stop
then in the woods
a gothic chapel I found
I was all drenched,
cold and shivering
stopped crying and
walking towards the
chapel I started, full
of curiosity, and interest.
My hands were bloody, wet,
but also injured by falls and hits
I did not had the energy to
knock on the door,as I was sore
I sat on the threshold leaning
my back on the door, and
it creaked open.....
I went inside
as expected was empty
but strangley the candles
at the altar were lit already.
I closed the door behind me
and walked in. They were
benches which were old
but still very solid but cold.
I couldn't sit there, as I saw
the Holy Bible there,
incredibly I am strongly
allergic to something solid and
powerful as the bible,
thats why I had been
called antichrist,
But I believe in God and
I love Jesus and am not
afraid to go in God's holy
place called church.
Inside in a corner I found
a place where to sit down
and drying myself and pray
I felt a presence apart my own
An aura dark as mine
but mostly mysterious and fine
I was confused between fear
and curiosity, but something held
me there and not let me run away
I felt someone or something was
behind the holy altar and there
I lost control and composure
of my own body.
Behind the altar I went and there
was a weird but dark silhoutte.
More my own feet were dragging me
there more I felt fear but intrigued
the more I was seeing and trying
to get a hint who might be there.
A tall figure with long black hair
wearing like a noble man, but the
face wasnt shown, just the back.
I asked "who is there?"
but no answer and I attempted again
"who is there, please answer me"
my voice was trembling but
my body was strong and still
no more shivering with cold and fear.
The person was like in deep thoughts
or else was a foreigner.
I went infront of this
figure to face it
and see why on earth
is not answering
but before I could do
that He turned and
faced me with those
cold and powerful eyes
His long black hair
wearing beautiful
but Noble clothes
his eyes were very
light blue eyes
so powerful
and also penetrating
so strong to see through
whoever is infront of them
His thin lips
nearly to bluish-purple
and his skin white pale.
I could not move
paralyzed and scared
but when he stepped
towards me I managed
to get hold of me and run.
The confessionary place
I was thinking to hide there
not that there is an option.
I went in it,
so narrow,
dusty and old
suffocating and cold
fear and tears
again from like
before I came in.
I didnt heard footsteps
I didnt felt the presence
no more so I was been
able to calm down
thinking that was hallucination
or else was real and that person
had gone by now.
I went out, seeing no one
there and I was relaxed
but for some reason I felt
uncomfortable, and again
I felt him there one more time
I went back in the confessionary
not seeing there was something weird
again. But felt more colder then ever
I leaned back to sit down a little
and there I felt something Bold and strong
His breath cold and weird aroma
that aroma was blood.
I froze, I froze enough to shiver badly
but a pair of hands was holding my
shoulders, stroking them gently
though his grip was nice and strong.
He was speaking with a weird accent
romanian I think.
telling me to stay.
I bent down my head in saying
yes, and stayed
He held me tightly with him,
his cheek with mine
whispering cold but loving words
his name was Saupherius
lived in romania hidden for long
started to travel from one country
to another, cities to towns and villages
and there he came into county wicklow
somewhere place small but incredibly
enchanting and wonderful village,
traditional and full of greenery
with very strict catholic religion
and no other was accepted.
He had dreamt about a girl
a girl that wasnt like any other
a girl that wasnt accepted by others
cause of her looks, her thoughts
her way of speaking and her attitude
She was to be his soulmate for eternal life
even afterdeath
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He kissed me on my cheek,
I turned to loot at him,
there were tears in his eyes
holding one of my hand, pulling
me into his arms, and kissing me
deeply and passionatly
the blood came out from my mouth
but I didnt care, cause there was someone
for me that tonight,
waiting for me, wanting me
when I was rejected and hated
by other human folks.
I was feeling cold but loved temporarily.
He is dark creature
He is not a holy person
Saupherius Is a vampire,
and I was not afraid to be with him
anymore cause he took me for who
I am, for my dark tendencies, nature
and though tonight I will
give my self to him.
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