Beyond your flesh, the blood so sweet
Whispers to me with your heart's every beat.
Only your blood can slake this thirst,
Your life matters not; I am already cursed.
So take my hand, it won’t hurt much;
I’ll silence your screams with one last touch.
I must give in to this deathly obsession…
I want your blood; this is my confession.
In my eyes you can see, I deeply need this,
And now you shall feel the vampire’s kiss…
I tear into your flesh; I drink with a passion.
I’ll never get enough of this insatiable addiction.
Going limp in my arms, your soul no longer cries.
All too soon, you are drained, but still I close my eyes.
Silent as the grave, I listen as your soul takes flight.
Your heart slowly fades, fades, into the night…
…And it stops.
You think I'm a monster?
I'm not.
I never was.
What made me a vampire
that was a monster.
Cruelty was its fun.
Killing its sense of life.
But I'm different.
I didn't want
to become what I am.
I never wanted
to live forever.
But this way of life
is no real life.
It's only existing.
And I'm too weak...
too weak to stop existing...
I was young.
I was full of dreams,
of hopes...
And then there was
death...
I fell...
into a dark whole...
Complete silence...
No one around...
No feeling left...
but sadness.
I long for my past...
So much time ago...
I long for the sun...
Maybe, one day...
I have the strength to see it again!
Now!
The last thing I see
before I stop existing!
Waiting for the sunset
Waiting for the night.
Waiting for the darkness
Waiting for life.
So long to wait.
So much to wait for.
Finally the day ends.
The world’s mine.
Nothing can stop me.
I’m the night.
There was a time
when I was happy during the day
and afraid in the night.
But that was before I was born.
And I started to forget about day,
right after I was born.
There’s the madness
waiting for every vampire who doesn´t...
COMMENTS
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deathownsall
07:35 Aug 11 2011
i love this poem its speeks to me
MasterMel2
19:28 Nov 13 2012
U like the imagery you gave in this.