This was never my world, you took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
I would have told her that she was the only thing
that I could love in this dying world
But the simple word of love itself
already died and went away
The Sweetest Kill
My movements make no sound.
My footsteps quick and light...
I glide on down the darkened street
Accompanied by night.
Passing mortal strangers
Who look the other way,
I'm intoxicated by their scent.
These creatures are my prey.
I stop beneath a streetlamp
Where they can view my face.
Seeing my unnatural skin,
They soon quicken their pace.
Their cowardess amuses me.
Those eyes so full of fear.
I throw my head back, and I laugh
For all of them to hear.
Stepping from the light,
I'm hidden by the dark.
Continuing along my path,
I reach a lonely park.
Sitting on a wooden bench,
A girl cries silently.
Her face is streaked with salty tears.
She fails to notice me.
Her eyes are tightly shut.
Her body shakes with sobs,
Yet still I hear her beating heart.
Within her chest, it throbs.
Slowly, I approach her
Until I'm by her side.
Admiring her tender cheeks,
I see her tears have dried.
I move my face in towards her neck
And hover for awhile.
Much to my surprise, I see
Her frown turn to a smile.
She looks directly at me,
Her eyes of deepest blue...
With the softest lips I've ever seen
She mouths the words "Thank you."
I sink my teeth into her flesh.
On blood is what I thrive.
I drink till I can drink no more.
Again, I am alive.
I Dream of Vampires
The dark engulfs my silent world,
And night becomes my home,
I stare into the black I love,
And endlessly I roam.
With each new turn I drift away...
I'm lost and can't return.
Yet oddly, I don't really mind.
There's much for me to learn.
But somehow there is something wrong,
It's not enough for me.
I'm not allowed to have my peace
Until I wake to see
The one thing that will make my life
Much better than before.
Although I don't know what it is,
I want it even more.
I search the darkness aimlessly
And know not what I seek.
My effort seems to be in vain,
But then appears Monique.
Through the mist as if a dream
She forms within my sight.
With glowing eyes and arms outstretched,
She pushes back the night.
No words escape her blood red lips,
And yet she calls to me.
She traps me with seductive stare -
I feel no need to flee.
My flesh and soul belong to her.
I can't deny her now.
I find myself in front of her
Bent deeply in a bow.
With one hand underneath my chin,
She lifts my face to hers.
Like a hungry but contented cat,
She sighs, and then she purrs.
Slowly her red lips start to part,
Revealing fangs of death.
With no protest at all from me
She sucks out my last breath.
For I Am Hers