• A Vampire's Curse

    There is always a beautiful dream,
    to compare to a nightmare.
    There is always a beautiful thing we all must share.
    But when that one thing goes away,
    I am left there dying like a stray.

    I lie here crying in the shade, awaiting the return.
    My soul will always yearn, and look for the day that my beautiful moon does not fade away.
    For then, I am the thirstiest and shall not regret what I say.

    I am not normal,
    I am immortal.
    My bloody mouth bit yet another victim and turned them to the paranormal.
    So what I must say is,
    Run away!
    Run into the day, for then i am the weakest and appear as a stray.