The Consuming Darkness.

She is drawn to him; he who personifies all that is dark, dangerous, and mysterious. And she cannot turn back.

I know you lust for my blood.
I know you long to sink your teeth in me.
I know I cower at your very thought.
Your beauty, your perfection, overwhelm me.
You draw me closer, without an effort.
Why, why do you have this power over me?
Does it make you happy to see me cry?
To see me trapped, in danger, dying?
I thought I was strong, 'til I met you.
You make me weak, you make me delirious
And the worst thing is, I like the pain.
I'm addicted to it, it's almost a part of me now.
I give in to all those temptations.
A touch of your hand, a small swift kiss,
It's enough to get me on my knees.
I'm at your feet, desperate, no way to escape.
As you sacrifice my life to the dark overlord.

Author's Note

I don't write poems that often. Please, please let me know where you think I can improve.

Reviews

[Prantik Ali]

I think you're an awesome hand at writing poems too, now.
It's so true, what you wrote. At some point of time, you become addicted to the pain, the distress.

Wonderful.

[Aatreyee Ghoshal]

Oh my God thank you!! :")
This means so much! :'D