One night, under the crimson crescent,
The night of forlorn and screaming silent,
I walked bravely as if I'm nocturnal.
I'm breathing hardly, that moment is lethal.
Ravens are in circular motion above the sky.
I'm scared like a prey and it almost made me cry.
I stride faster as I felt something creepy,
a feeling so chilling; from my sole to whole body.
That moment the cold wind, weep and blow
That moment the time feels like ticking slow
I saw a creature with dark and morbid stare
I witnessed enigma and two bloody glare
He crept forward as I step backward
He snatched my hands and gripped it hard
As soon as he touched me I felt so woozy
His shadowing darkness encroached upon me
He thrusted his fangs into my neck
He drunk my blood that made me paralytic
He evilly grinned and left me helpless
On the ground, I am lying; breathless and lifeless
While fading slowly, he burst into laughter,
A hideous sound from a ruthless monster.
He ended my life and dried my tears
He took everything, leaving eternal fear
One night, under the crimson crescent,
The night of forlorn and screaming silent
My skin turned pale and with a blotch of scarlet
As a heartless vampire, embraced me to death
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PoetryTrigger Warning ⚠️ This is a personal collection of poetry that I wrote from years ago. This deals with self-harm, dark stuff, hatred, jealousy, death, sadness and other materials/topic that some may find disturbing. Please read at your own risk. 2...
