The Vampire

The Vampire

A Poem by Maeve
"

The regrets and sorrows of a Vampire.

"

 

 

The Vampire

Death.
  Death is what I am.
      I stand here before you in darkness.

 Pain.
   Pain is what I cause.
      So much misery follows me.

 Life.
    Life is what I take.
      What I have done if unforgivable. Yet, I still give in.

 Love.
    Love is what I can't have.
      I am not a creature of beauty.

 Death.
    Death is what I am.
      I stand here before you in darkness.
                           Pained.
        Without life, without love...

 

{[Maeve]}

© 2009 Maeve


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