What I Am
My roses bleed.
When I feed.
My fangs sank into the skin.
As it left you thin.
Your throat is left dried.
As I rub my mouth lie.
You died a painful death.
I walk away into the darkness.
For your eyes go into the dark water depths.
Waling three nights of the moon.
My body was bones of burning hatred.
Looking up into the night sky I saw a red balloon.
The red balloon's color was dark blood.
It made my mouth flood.
It floated up into the cold air.
There I sat down in the snow.
Listening to the wind saying farewell.
My skin is dark but looks like ash white.
I got my prey, but it ended in a fight.
As my golden eyes look at the mirror of chains.
I could feel my vampire blood run inside my veins.
Now I know who I am.
I am dead, a vampire, a woman.