Until death do us part</3

haha :) vamps are amazing

 

 

 

 

 

Until Death do us part 

He bit me, he bit me.

The blood trickles from my neck.

He bit me, he bit me.

Now it’s my turn, repeat ,repeat, like a broken soundtrack.

As I taste the blood on my tongue, for the very first time

I stare up at him and he shakes his head, “no my darling this isn’t a crime”

He pats my head like I’m his pet, as I suck the blood from this incident son.

He lays, dead, still; Cold.

Someone’s baby, someone’s life, this poor child isn’t even a few years old.

Dameon has killed this child, so I can feed

Only because he told me, that im the one that he needs.

But why me? I ask to myself, why me? I don’t want to be a blood sucker

I can feel myself transferring, I’m turning cold, brrr.

The transfer is complete.

Now for the rest of my life, humans are all that I can eat.

A couple years later

I saw my mother, I could see the new baby girl that was inside her.

I soon grew angry

Only two years and she has already replaced me.

This is not right

My fists soon grow tight.

The new baby must die

My mother can’t be happy, because neither can I

A few months go by, the baby is born

Nighttime falls, as I watch my father kiss his new baby to sleep, my heart gets torn.

I don’t even have a heart,But I can feel it, feel it breaking

It’s doing nothing but acheing.

Everyone is now asleep.

The fence is too tall, but I run and take one giant leep.

I land on my feet, perferectly silent.

I stand in front of my old bedroom, the frame is still bent.

I will kill the child, but not let it become what I am

The baby must not suffer that much, she is not but a lamb.

I make it into the bedroom, silent as can be

All I had to do was climb the tree.

The baby sleeps like an angel

But I am not but a devil.

I sink my teeth into her soft, soft neck.

I can feel her moving around, her screams growing inside of her.

The blood runs down her neck, I then kill her.

I hear a scream and see my mother.

Then soon after, my father.

I love them to death, litterly.

I kill them just like the baby.

I walk through the shadows and dripping blood

I break the crib, keep one piece, throw the rest outside into the mud.

I take the extra piece and jam it through my heart.

I am a monster, I am sorry dameon, we must part…..

 

 

Author's Note

haha wow this sucks...

Reviews

[Gray]

Kind of dark. Instead of exploring the horror of killing, though, it seems to almost glorify or excuse it. But as far being poetic, I say it is.

Gray