Transforming Vampire - Poem by Ashhy Quebedeau
Running through the woods
feeling the light breeze through my flowing hair
tears flow from my eyes
wanting these feelings to go away
who loves me?
who wants me?
who am i?
to many thoughts going through my mind
winding around the worse possiblities ever
yet these questions torment my soul
each and every night...taking control of my body
then this mistified feeling creeps into my soul
making me hunger for blood...and cant stop that feeling
cant i be normal...like everyone else
or am i this vampire everyone speaks of?
only thinking about blood
watching it flow freely from someones veins
I cant stop the cravings
cant stop being myself....
Oh No! ! ! No! Its all true... Start to feel
my eyes change colors...
and my body becomes cold as ice
no longer my heart beats a minute
and nothing can kill me deep inside
days like this i want to wither away
and that the sun will take me away
yet i have a lot of good days
trying to find a lover
so i wont be so miserable for eternity
and that he will love me just the way i am
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