The daylight fades slowly,
light turns to black.
I hear my call,
as I awake from my grave.
No one knows I exist.
No one sees me crawl from my grave.
I walk among you,
and you can’t even see.
I am a creature
of the night.
I prey on your soul.
I thirst for your blood.
When I catch your scent,
I snicker.
You are the only one who knows me.
You were my lover,
my closest friend.
You were my everything.
You made my world a nothing.
You see me as I was
when last you saw me.
I see you,
as old as Father Time.
I am stuck in my prime,
for all eternity.
The only reason I know it’s you,
is your eyes.
I look into your soul
and see the days we had shared.
I see the happiness of old.
How I long for you the way you were,
to be my companion in my eternity.
But, alas, you are old,
nothing but a withered man.
You walk away holding your chest,
fighting to regain your breath.
I follow you into the darkness of a park.
The shadows cast only by dim lights.
When you look back,
I am not there.
You look forward only to see me.
You jump back because I am in your path.
I tell you do not be afraid.
My words echo in your head.
My voice resounds as if forever.
It’s me,
and you know it.
My voice is as you remember.
I reach my hand out and touch your face.
You flinch from the cold shock of my hands.
I see the fear in your eyes.
I pull my hand back.
I walk past you as if to walk away.
You turn to face me;
you try to say something,
but it comes out of your mouth as only non-sense.
I turn to look in your face.
I read your thoughts,
see your questions.
In my eyes you see,
you see what made me the way I am now,
stuck in all eternity.
A single tear falls from your pleading eyes.
I don’t willingly do this.
I lunge suddenly,
with no warning.
I find my mark.
My teeth puncture your throat.
I drink your life away,
as I remember our life.
I stop for fear of killing you.
Your eyes beg me to end it.
I tell you goodbye
with a kiss on your lips.
I see you as you were,
as I finish your soul.
You died by my hand;
I had no choice.
I am cursed for eternity,
to live alone,
to wander this world,
this hell, with no one.
I cry blood.
The pool around me shows pictures,
pictures of how my life was before.
Before fate,
o cruel fate, chose me for this life;
to wander without love, joy, or peace,
always thirsting for someone’s life.
I have no choice.
The power I have,
I do not want.
I wish to die.
This is the life I live;
this is the life of a female vampire,
the life of a dark spirit with no soul.
