The Vampire

This is an old old poem. I just wanted to add it. It was a poem I wrote when I was a sinner.

I am the dark winged one that walks your dreams 
I am not what I seem 
There is a darkness with in me 
I come undone in the realms 
I 'll take you for a ride, and climb on the inside of you to hide. 
I unclean you up, and take away your guts. 
I feed on the blood of life 
devouring until you are left a shadowless mass. 

I will rip you apart, take out your heart 
Making sure no crumbs left to sniff 
I'll take you for granted 

Secret dwelling drinkers drink you up 
As I am their high caller. 
I call to them. Their my understudy 
I ravenously leave my mark 
scratches down your back 
Left panting and drained ,energy gone. 
I leave for a night 
My demons delight 
In my pleasure, I recite the customs handed down for ages 

I laugh at the night stalker 
He is mine to do with as will 
I smirk at the one who seeks his thrill 
for within him I will kill the beast 
No one left will run 
for the demon clutches the feet 
It's over the game has been one! 
Victory belongs to The Shadow 
The Shadow is my friend.  


BY : Bernice Bowling