You are fear.
You tremble in the sound
of her delight,
While she drags
you to your
murder, in
the cold blood
of night.
The Puncture
of your veins
The screams
make your body
white
Her fangs
drink away
your memories
of the immortal fight
Your body lay motionless,
As you feel your soul leave
Transylvania; the immortal land
you once thought a reprieve
Immortals
are among you
Dear blood we need
To survive.
You think we are
just fairytale
Dear mortal
were very much
Alive.
Chelsey Sanes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vampyre/
