a vampire's diary

Another poem from me, inspired by immortality and vampires.



thought you're reserved coz i knew for sure
your raiment, the way you looked, so pure
unblemished, i cared not to understand
to stare at you is an experience grand

but i discovered something, made me sad
to tattle-tale for me was just so bad
rather i beckoned my mouth to silence
endured the pain, did the penitence

constricted, the pain within my soul
grief-stricken, i was under your control
fooled, bereaved, my heart's a beating dead
to you i succumbed, your blood was my bread.

alas, your hell descended upon me
your chastisement yearned me to be free
i'm your Faust, your moment's finality
my maker, my death, my immortality.

here comes the king

x-ray dog