The Vampire's Lament

not all vampire's are bad. Just a feeling what one with a good heart might feel

You say I am Undead,

How far from the truth.

you call us a blood draining corpse,

that rises from a cold night's grave.

A blood sucking demon,monster,lamia,

who comes in the dead of night,

to haunt your dreams,

to give your soul a terrible fright.

 

How absolutely gross,

is that all I am to you?

 

What you don't understand is labeled evil,

you learn from long dead stories of old,

such ignorance makes my heart grow cold,

cold as the deep winter's grave.

Inside my vampiric soul shudders,

at the thought of such terrible tales. 

 

Well,

let me tell you,

this is no dreaded curse.

We are beings of great psychic ability,

through hidden veils of time and space,

we can see past and present,

and with a tender grace,

A slip of a glimpse,

of the uncertain future,

which is forever in motion,

it never sits still.

 

In times of need,

We offer a healing hand,

 and with a healing heart,

we give emotions,

a chance to be heard,

to let one open and feel,

so deep inside,

what they have chosen to hide

within their soul deep inside.

 

The taste of blood or energy,

is not our desire,

but simply a need.

We want to live,

to feel the darkness,

surround our hearts,

for we know and live in the shadows.

We live to feel the moon's glow on our skin,

and the warm rays of the sun.

To see the stars twinkle at twilight,

and with a victim in our arms,

to feel one's soul deep within,

as they surrender their fears,

and give us their pain,

their utter despair and dread,

as their head falls back,

in our paralyzing embrace.

To offer us their energy,

and to gently give in.

 

All we want is to live and breathe,

to dance in the energy of this wondrous Earth,

And someday we hope to see with our living eyes,

This world,s spiritual rebirth.

Reviews

[Christopher 'Windstorm'..]

now this is what i am talking about you took the words you wrote and gave the writing a soul. a pulse if you will "...thumping and bumping in time...", in the words of Cake, and gave it more reasoning. this is an awsome work of art. very well done!

[Christopher 'Windstorm'..]

nicely done. the flow is off just a bit but it doesn't take away from the opiece over all, it could be elaberated a bit. just being honest. but it was well thought out and an excellent read. "... 'tis but the hour of our arising and to which the world will ne'er see the likes of our kind. but to behold the energy of life we are called blood suckers. tho' we are the earths history books leaving not said or unheard, we dance i the darkness because it is when we find mothers peace..."

just a thought use it if you want . bright blessings