In the darkest hour
i see sunshine come sour
i walk through the woods
forgetting the buts and shoulds
walking i hear a twig snap
i hear it so i look back
no ones there
but i could have sworn i felt a stare
touching the trees as i walk by
feeling the wind across my skin sigh
the breeze blows my hair into my face
my heart begins to race
i feel prickles on the back of my neck
my stomach turns i feel like I'm going ti be sick
frightened i keep walking
it feels like someone is stalking
i start at a fast pace
i trip because i don't know this place
i feel someone capture me by my throat
he turns me toward him and i see his eyes gloat
he grabs my head and reveals my neck
his cold dead eyes hold mine and start to beck
his fangs come out and rip through my skin
his fangs sink in deep and sharpen
the moons bright light starts fading
my eyes shut from all that draining
i don't feel anything but boneless
everything around me is toneless
the only thing i hear
is the blood pounding from my ears
