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Did you ever wonder,

What it’s like to disappear,

And did you ever wonder,

If they’d notice you weren’t here?

Did you ever wonder,

If the world would miss your soul,

And did you ever wonder,

What it’s like to lose control?

Did you ever wonder,

If the truth could break the tides,

And did you ever wonder,

Where the real true love resides?

Did you ever wonder,

Why all tears are from our eyes,

And did you ever wonder,

If an angel ever cries?

Did you ever wonder,

If death is black as night,

And did you ever wonder,

If a man could die from fright?

Did you ever wonder,

If apocalypse will come,

And did you ever wonder,

If any wars were won?

Did you ever wonder,

When the nightmares will arrive,

And did you ever wonder,

From whence all these thoughts derive?

Drunken paint marks,

On my wall,

All my vampires,

Heed the call,

Though lost in love,

I lead the pack,

And slit their throats,

With my attack,

If he loved me,

This might change,

But he loves her,

‘cause I’m so strange.

He cuts me again,

And I love it,

He burns me and stabs me,

And bleeds me dry,

But I beg for more,

He locks me out,

And I beg to be let in,

And when I’m in,

I ask again,

Hit me harder! Bruise my soul!

And he does,

And I smile and cry,

Forgive me, please,

But inside I burn and beg,

For all this to end,

To stop it all,

I pray he’ll stop,

I want a friend,

But I ask for pain,

And he gives me more,

More than I could ever want,

But soon,

It will end.

The only thing I lost when you left,

was the fear of you leaving!

I hurt him bad this time



I wish he could beat me up or something...

a good beating used to hurt like hell

But, it always brought redemption, didn't it?

Each slap brought me closer to innocence

...each cry was testimony to payment



...But I really hurt him this time



If only I could tell a priest,

take my punishment like the catholics.



...But he won't forgive me as easily as a God.



And, I hurt him bad this time.

As I sit here,

locked away in my cage,

I wonder,

if the grass really is

greener on the otherside.

I sit here wondering

about almost everything,

noticing,

I have grown up so much,

way to fast.

I have upset

even the dearest people to me.

I contemplate suicide,

I know I won't do it,

but I still wonder

what it would be like to die.

Doesn't everyone think like that,

once in a while?

Or am I just a freak,

a freak that is

"non-existant"

However,

Vampires do exist,

you are reading one's poem,

right now.

I cannot sleep,

or so it'd seem...

perhaps this hell

is just a dream

I wouldn't be

a bit surprised

if when i woke,

I closed my eyes.

I saw him there

in the shadows

watching

He saw me there

in the open

waiting

I felt him there

in the shadows

waiting

He felt me there

in the open

yearning

I knew what he needed

He knew what I wanted

We completed each other

My guardian, my child of the night

The moon is calling again

It reminds me that I made you

And now you make me complete

I see you in everything I feel

You are my love and you love me in return

Stay with me

You bring life to our death

Kiss me again, call me your Princess

And that I’ll be safe with you

I will make you a good Princess

Together we can rule the night

We can see forever end

Then laugh when it does

Come to me now

And I will be everything you’ve ever dreamed of

My child of the night, my guardian

Whisper of a song,

I can almost hear your voice.

But it wasn’t you.

You’re gone now,

I can’t change that.

The hands of fate

Had a better grip on you

Than even I could get.

I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.

But, what happened…

I don’t think anyone could’ve.

It’s in the past now.

But sometimes I think

You’re still here. Somewhere.

You may be dead, love.

But I am the one

Who has been killed.

There’s nothing quite like a poetic vampire

The one who feels, that can feel

For the rest of his kind

To him the night is a velvet blanket over the land

A kill is a succulent reward

The blood of the living, a sweet potion of warmth

When he meets another of his kind

He’s meeting a damned soul to match his own

His sire becomes the giver of death

The Hell God that comes for us all

The stealer of life, giver of eternal suffering

The day is the beginning of the burning hours

The Forbidden moments on Earth

Heaven is foreign, Hell is home sweet home

Forever drags on in the blink of an eye.

Yes, there’s nothing quite like a poetic vampire.

When no one else can feel, he will for them

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul will keep

Away from me, out of my sight

When I roam and rule the night

Dance all night, sleep all day

I never chose to live this way

But my sire drank and I drank too

So now I’m cursed to drink from you

A child that will never die

No one else deadlier than I

So hop and skip and jump and run

‘Cause that makes chasing so much fun

Though now I sleep as the lights arise

Tonight, remember, it’s you who dies

Now have your fun, but don’t forget

Without a soul means without regret