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Vampire


A Poem by Sheila M
"
It may be fact...or it may not...
"

You feed on others

To satisfy your need-

Your need for affection,

Your lust and your greed.

 

With an enchanted trap

You lure your victims in.

Sucking their life

Until their souls are done in.

 

Icy tendrils grow from your heart,

Then your aura fades to grey.

Your words bite within their mark.

You'd have it no other way.

 

With mystery and charm,

You broke through my armor.

You befriended me,

Then drained me of honor.

 

It was a dark bitter day

When you preyed on me.

You feasted on my soul,

Then left me to bleed.

 

But, you did not let me die.

You saved me for future use.

I continued to live on

And succumb to your abuse.

 

But, you won't break my armor again.

I am stronger than you think.

Go forth and find another

To fill your bloody drink!


© 2008 Sheila M



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A pretty good poem! The idea of using a vampire to represent an abuser is original.

Basically, the protagonist feels exploited by this vampiric fiend. Like any true vampire, he was able to charm her. Indeed, his victims are always "enchanted" (see line one of verse two).

"Then drained me of honour". This line seems to be expressing how the protagonist's virtue is taken by her vampiric lover.

A nice piece, Sheila M!

Posted 1 Year Ago

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