Eternity

Rejected by both and stuck on earth, what's a soul to do?

B***h

Heathen

Immoral Soul

Condemed to Hell

The Heavens hiss

And yet Hell

Turns me away

Saintly

Perfect

Christly soul

Risen to Heaven

Hell sings my praise

Stuck on Earth

In an unchanging body

My own race

Told to find others

To become

The Eyes of God

And

The Hands of Hell

For this task

They gave me

Eternal life and Fangs

And gave me the name

Vampire

Author's Note

Currently in a vampire writing phase.

Reviews

[fireblossom]

A very nice vampire poem. The in-between persona. Cursed to wander this earth kept alive by draining the life of others.

Anyhow, I like the first person treatment you gave this. You ghoulish beauty!!

lol

All the best...really good writing.