Drip drip,
What was that?
I feel something warm,
It's on my neck.
Drip drip,
It's red and coming from me.
Running and bleeding,
Through my shirt.
In the mirror,
A bite mark showing on my neck.
Hurting,
The stinging never ceasing.
Waking up,
Thinking, 'oh, it's just a dream.'
But wait,
A mark is left pierced through my skin.
The light,
A beam through the glass.
I sparkled,
Reminding me of a million diamonds.
The dripping,
Now it has come to a hault.
The hurting,
Gone away forever.
My eyes,
Never closing to dream dreams so sweet.
My skin,
Ice cold and pale as snow.
Have you not guessed yet,
I am a vampire.
Hungry,
Hungry for blood.
Thirsting,
Thirsting 'til the end of eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OMG..this poem reminds me of twilight.....keep writing=]