Alone
As her veins throbbed she looked at the cross-laid before her
She got up and walked away smelling blood
She was truly fighting the demons within her
She wanted mortal death at her hands; to drop the body in the rain out more than ever she wanted this all to be a dream
Dazed in confusion she walked along the black sea she truly had better days
Her victim always said she was a fallen angel but her creator said, "this is a dark world and we are demons living by the light of the moon"
Her creator, adopted father, lover all what she claimed as hers
The battle was losing, now soon to be lost, letting the darkness surround her
She craved the that burning sensation, that ecstasy, from her victims
The dripping of their liquid fire falling making her want more
Her internal light has been extinguished and she had no control over her actions
This, what she was, craving, would make her feel better, but when it would end she would fell the bitter loneliness
She was never to get bigger, never to know the joy of life further than she was now
Her heart was ripped up having lost the one to keep her going
She would again relax when the time be, when she was full, then be plummeted into a dreamless sleep
She would wake up, eat, infect and die
Tiny ripples of an ocean is what she was, wearing her fancy dress, walking and talking like everyone but really searching
No one ever cared
She was innocent forever hiding her evil till the right moment, forever young till the sun be up forcing her back, sleeping till it retreats to bring day to the others
Letting the hunger grow till her day be at end…
The girl looked up from her place where she was sitting, she had dozed off in the front seat, the place in front of the cross she looked around the church, stood up and walked away into the sun living out her years