Quiet

Rawr. A Vampire fanfic.

It's quiet

I am enclosed by it

The ashes of my fallen victims swish by me

they seem to cry out to the

vampire in side I

 

My fangs flash

my claws slash

I am a living nightmare

 

They fear me

They commondere me

This is their end

 

I am a vampire, needless to say

I have fangs, claws, and I like it that way

In the small, enclosed area in the forest so green

The trees glint off the sunlight, and seem to have a sheen

The light filters in and glazes my spot

One tiny crystal appears on my skin like a dot

Then, millions of them spread on my skin

They're small, visible, and very thin

 

I am a vampire, and this is what I do

In the quiet, I must bid you adue

 

And then everything

is quiet

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Author's Note

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Reviews

[Lorraine]

Slightly disturbing, really. There's something in it that makes it sad yet scary. The vampire seems to like being a vampire, but from the way the whole poem was written, it made me feel like, somehow, perhaps, he/she is simply accepting the unchangeable. Anyway, this is a great read. Good Work.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[ShadowHaze]

ewwwww! I really like this poem! My now top fav!! awesome writing!!