It Breathes

If you're into Vampires, and the like..

From deep beneath

something stirs in her

she never sleeps

she’ll drink your blood

With eyes as black as pitch

she will stare forever

you’ll never again see the light of day when you’re with her

In the darkness she smells fear

learning to hunt she’s not the same

yet she springs to life in the moon

Her name must never be spoken

or she shall see you dying by her hand

Those who dare to torment her

feel her breath on their skin

The last words you’ll ever utter

monster, oh monster.

Author's Note

All of my poetry comes from the heart.