The Transition

What happens when your love begins to drain you of life

Her vampire heart won't beat

she's falling into retreat

her eyes as intense as fire

Her loves turned her into a liar

She lusts for sex, and blood, and sorrow

Someone's feelings she must borrow

She cannot feel

She cannot heal

The pain is gone

perhaps she's forgotten too long

Can she remember who she was?

Or is she overtaken by her blood lust

Her eyes grow cold and angry

Her lips wet with thirst, she's hungry

No children, no lover

you're soulless, undercover

Your eyes won't cry, yet you quiver

your sadness flows like the deepest river

Your wombs barren and dead,

No human thoughts fill your head

things can never be the same

yet your life always remains...