Blood
Courses
Through my body
It is not mine
But
An animalistic exhilaration
It is hers
A friend of mine
Oh what have I done?
Her pale fragile body moves
She is not dead
What
Have I
Become?
Creature
Of shadow
Darkness
Silence
Bloodthirsty
The mirror
Reflects
A changed image
Of me
But not me
The eyes are feral
Hair black, once blonde
Animal
No humanity remains
Conscience rots
One word
Floats
As oil on water
VAMPIRE...
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Places You Go In Your Mind
PoesíaA collection of poetry that reflects the poet's state of mind over the course of many years. The poems are largely unrelated and cover many topics.
