The Dark Master Poem by Crystal Chown

The Dark Master

I remember the first time that I fell for you.
You were so dark and sad.
No color in your face.
You wore all black and your hair was black.
The moon was at its highest point when I decided to go for a walk.
And that is where I saw you feed on her, I mean you feed on a young girl from my dreams and her blood went down his pale white arm.

He walked toward me and kissed me with his beautiful bloody red lips.
And he pushed me away from him.
The only thing I remember is he hit me cross the face.
I fell to the ground and he coughed me and he takes me to his castle on the hill.
I woken up by an aloud howl from outside my window.

You were right by side me.
I try to ask he question but he just walked away.
He say to me “I should go back to sleep.”
I walked up to the window and I notion that it was still night time.
So I tried to go back to sleep but few hours ago he came into my bed and started to bitten my neck and than he kissed me good night and left me in a sheet of blood, I can feel my rushing down my neck.
And kept on say “why I’m trapped in this castle with a vampire for a master and a lover”
Why can’t I go home?
I can feel your cold pale white hands going down my body.
When he touch’s me, he always told me the he will always love me, and I could never leave him.
Or he would kill me before I had a chance to walk out that door.

I don’t care about him anymore.
I am tired of being his slave.
I am tired of be in his castle.
I am tired of be lock away like a wild animal.
I am not a wild animal who has to be in a cage.
His heart is made out of ash.
He has no soul.
He doesn’t feel anything.
I tired to stand to him, but I failed badly.
He hit me cross the face for trying to leave him.

He has no soul.
He hit me for the last time.
I can’t take it much more of his fucken bullshit.
He tried to lock me up again.
I screamed for someone that can help me.
But no one came to help me.
This time I was close enough the window.

So I take my head and broken the window.
Blood came rushing down from my head.
I tried to stop the bleeding but I failed.
My master came in the room and fined me on the floor, bleeding everywhere.
He tried to wake up but I have already passed on to the underworld.
Before I die I wrote a suicide note to my master.
The love I had for him it disappears like dust.
That is my love for him nothing but dust.

I disappear like dust.
No one will miss me.
I was nobody.
I was just dust nothing but dust.
I can’t see anything, all I can see is the darkness nothing else.
There is no heaven or hell just darkness.

My life was a waste of time.
Good- bye my sweet master.
I hope you read my suicide note.
Good bye sweet life.