The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

I think I'm losing my mind,

Help me keep it.

As the pain increases,

The control lessens,

Tormenting my soul

Forcing it into a catatonic state of torture

Where my soul is forced to stay

Unable to escape

Slowly beginning to love the dark

And hate the light once again.

Feeding on fire,

No longer it burns.

Wanting to feed

But unable to escape hell

Needing blood,

Having neither victims nor donors,

Must find a way out

Before my soul suffers

Some sort of morbid overload

Sending it spiraling

Further into the darkness.





In the perfect darkness beneath Hell,

The dark easily gains control over the light.

Feeding on the unseen,

Growing stronger,

Beginning to sense the dark creatures

Fighting, In turn,

Absorbing each.

Finding the gates,

Opening them from the inside,

Emerging from Hell,

Changed, Darker, Stronger





Rampaging uncontrolled Darkness,

Now separated from the lighter half,

There is nothing to keep the dark in check,

Forced back into Hell upon separation.

Beginning to fight the dark creatures for sport,

Becoming stronger, every fight,

Upon destruction, Each creature assimilates

Into the UnNamed Rampaging Darkness.

Laughing Maniacally,

A demonic serial killer,

Sucking the darkness and Evil out of Hell,

Feeding to the point of engorgement,

Incorporating every soul and demon it destroys into itself.





Throwing the gates of Hell wide open,

The UnNamed Darkness,

Flying out to rejoin the light,

Not knowing how strong the light might be.

Thinking it still weak, An easy target,

Surprised, seeing the strength gained in absence,

Latching onto the lighter half, Now found

Hoping to gain control,

Failing at first, Suddenly scared,

Attacking with everything it now knew,

Unrelenting strikes, Dark beating light,

Trying to lock it away for ultimate possession,

Of the lesser human soul



That soul, only a spectator,

Watching the two halves

Of its higher self,

Battling for control

Darker half subduing light,

Blinding, the light seems as an angel,

Stronger now, having something to protect,

For the belief that human souls are precious,

Every strike beats the darkness down,

To most it would appear as a fight,

Between Angel and Demon,

Demon winning,

Angel winning,

Looking to be an eternal war,

Scarring the mind of any who might witness,





Deciding to use the soul as a pawn,

The UnNamed pours power into it,

Driving it mad.

Unable to stand by,

Witnessing the darkness

Twisting the soul,

The Angel pours light into the human,

Swirling inside the human body,

Light and Dark battling within,

Soul accepting, Dark and Light,

Raising arms, as in praise,

Feeling both, whole again,

Assimilating its higher selves,

Angel and Demon dive, into the soul

Fighting internally,

Seeming as a mental patient,

Driven crazy by the warring energies.



Being fed by the Power,

Slowly, the soul gains control,

Melding with the Angel,

Putting the Demon in check.

Feeling the Perfect Balance,

And Power, So strong

Loving the light,

Enjoying the dark,

Now a living contradiction,

The Dark Light,

The Good Evil,

The Soul can now find Happiness,

Power, Balance, Happiness!

Love? Unknown.

Souls are capable of anything.