15 July 2012
Eyes sunken in, pale white skin, sharp pointed fangs on both sides. I have a heart yet with no beat I'm alive. My only fear is daylight. Then I step back in terror placing the cape over my face, sunlight beams beginning to chase. Fail trying to keep my sight. But the light burns my eyes, my skin and my tongue. Fleeing, scattering begging my feet, run and don't slow down, or disintegrate to ash into the ground. Ashes, ashes. Soon I'll fall down. The sounds of hearts thumping, blood pumping, all around. No body left to be found, shrieking in terror, this can't end here, not even a reflection in the mirror. What about my love, my temptress, mistress, my dear? Nothing left for her but ashes and a riveting fear. A stake to the heart, will you avenge me or just restart? Live your life in anger and hate, or accept this cruel fate? Leave me a fading memory or tell yourself you're dreaming? I'm twisted and torn at the seams and blood is my absolute favorite drink. Dark or light, I still have a soul even if it's hidden, out of sight. Vanishing into thin air, one life for the countless bodies I drained, only fair, the light has done its damage, reigned over all those to blame. A vampire attempting to hide, save themself to take more lives. Thirsting, aching for more to sink their teeth into like poison knives. The will to survive and change for the right, make it more than all in my mind and follow the light. Suddenly the sun becomes not so bright and it's no longer a fight to keep my eyes open and I regain my sight. The burns on my powder white skin begin to thin and the sunlight dims. Rememberance of who I was before I let the dark in. Generoursity given from the fates to continue living. For now on I'll brush the rocks from my path and keep remembering. The demons reaching out to me, smothering me, suddenly vanish from around me and my soul I see. Life without blood, no more bleeding, my sins are done. So many are needing. Keeping the blackness from leaving. I'm on my way to better ways and live out my days following what the light says. Until again, the tempting laugh echoes and I begin giving back into my only sin. Down the dark alley I see the women walking, does she feel my cold stare stalking, I told myself I was done with spilling, drinking mortals blood. But enough is never enough. Blood is just something I'll always crave all too much. It thrives, the vein in her neck, her screams in panic, my sharp teeth sinking right into it. I love the way my teeth fit. Vampire, with no heart but a soul, forever to walk alone down this dark blood soaked road.
Never Trust A Vampire • Opuss № I