Vampyre

Do you know what its like to be me?

The ice embraces me so softly

crushing my heart, or at least whats left of it

we built this crypt together

but now i walk these catacombs alone

tainted looking glasses hung about

and i look only to find an emptiness 

so utterly easy to relate

i cannot remember the last time i saw my face

look in my eyes

and tell me you love me

this is where it starts

drifting to the floor

sinking under the weight 

of the hate in your eyes

this is were it will all end

clawing at the wall

my throat ripped out

crimson streaks 

painting the stone in shadows

whats left of the air that i breathe in this slaughterhouse 

so cold

colder than your voice

so cold... im so cold

theres no turning back

this is where it will end

tonight is so frostbitten

my war torn heart died with me

just to live i eat their ashes

the moon so bright

illuminating my crimson skin

illuminating your eyes

it's haunting me

i cannot take it

i love you too much

but i cannot look away

i try to choke out words

but all i do

is spew crimson

you turn to walk away

and silently i beg you

to kill this monster

that i have become.

Reviews

[salvador (camuel choisu..]

wow i have missed a great work like this in so long, its great i felt the emotion within it. Great work of art my beautiful lady.

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I just adore your last four lines, they just sum up the whole write. This is amazing! I enjoyed reading this piece.

[Matthew Kult]

Hell Aiden LeKrow,

A chilling tale of love and loss mixed with a little vampyric flair of dramatics. It was beautifully writen and displayed the emotions perfectly, I could even feel the chill going up my spine from the frost bitten night.

Excellent write. And I love the Name. Aiden LeKrow...

Regards,

Matthew Kult