Becoming you

I followed you through the dark, lost centuries.

Dreams unraveled at your feet, I never lost

sight of you.

Our threads of life were bound together.

I trembled to my core as you laid your hands

upon me.  Such magick in those hands, you

caressed me from the inside out.

Yet I did not even tremble, I did not even cry,

as your fangs, you laid bare, and sunken

into my veins,

you drained the life from me.

I looked up into your eyes,

so trusting, always knowing that

you would never hurt me.

Yet it was you who drained me

you fed from me and then you wept.

For you loved me too, and now I was

dying before you.

Then your vein opened and a river

was poured forth into my mouth,

and I died again and again.

Now forever I have this gift, and not even

you beside me to share it with.

You have forsaken me. 

My heart bleeds.

I felt your loss, like an icy pull from my veins

as your fangs, you withdrew.

Unto where I shall never know.

To the night darkened sky my gaze slowly

drifts. Looking for stars in a sky that has

long since died but there are no stars left for me.

And so my long, dark raven hair falls

about me.  My world crumbles, the agony

I feel is almost unbearable.

I would rather be staked thought the heart

than to ever feel this pain.   

You killed me, yet I lived, 

a walking torch of vampiric agony.

Facing eternity in hell on Earth.

And somehow I feel you still alive.

I can hear your cold heart beat somewhere,

catch your scent in the winds of time lost.

Forgotten.

I am torn from myself.

The shadows I lurk,

I sleep the sleep of the dead.

Descending underground, dropping

through hells at every plunge.

I am this beast, I am the greatest fear,

and I run and I run and I run.

And get nowhere.

I asked for nothing,

I guess I should get the coldness.

Surrounding. Enveloping. 

I drink from those around me,

tasting their blood like sweet nectar

running down my throat.

Yet it is your heartbeat that keeps me alive,

My Creator. You made me who I am. 

Love,

I will find you.

I will taste of you again.

The hunger consumes.

Taking me down and down within
its depths.
Taking me down to you,
ever as I become you.