Day walkers curse
Why me why did I have to be born with this curse how I hate it yet love it the sound of the women screaming while I rape and suck their life giving blood from there dieing corps the trill of the hunt the sounds of there husbands or boyfriends death rattle for 'I'm cursed I'm a day walker a vampire that can thrive in light though I prefer to do my hunting at night who is this accursed you ask the names edge the hedge-bat the son of the day walkers rouge and shadow fear us you mortals and pray that tonight won't be your last for I'm on the prowl and I lust for blood sometimes I ask myself why do I enjoy raping and drinking my victims blood the answers always the same I love it the smell the taste and the thrill it gives me and the fact that blood sustains my undead life . Tonight is like every other night I hunt my pray from the roof tops like the pathetic dogs they are I see the one that will be the first of my victims for to night I slowly creep along till I'm behind my victim then I reach out and grab the unsuspecting young women I hear her let out a surprised yelp as she slowly turns around and asks who the hell are you who am I who am I I'm the cursed I' m a day walker and tonight I'm the cause of your gruesome and bloody demise and I pounce on my victim before they have a chance to scream and the deed is over in a matter of minutes I do this night in and night out to live and I still wonder why I'm cursed but I love the blood so every things for the best that is my tale so sleep tight kiddies for who knows you just might be my next victim.