Standing alone under the starry sky,
abandoned by you and left to die.
My heart is bursting inside of my chest,
blood raining down into my cupped hands.
How could you be so cruel and unemotional?
Poet is your disguise, you’re lunatic within.
I’ve fought against the pain you’ve caused me,
but no matter what you will always win.
The crimson rose you presented to me,
then without remorse you took it back,
to give it to another lover-
one who is more delicate, yet cruel.
Your vampire personality
is going to drain the life out of me.