A/N: A little poem about Oikawa and Myotismon, written for the Mega Prompts Challenge, word prompts #750 - bite
Vampire Reborn
I am the whisperer of bad things in your dreams,
of salvation in your nightmares,
that red mist that pours from my fangs
and into your white eyes.
I am the shadow that's become your path
to light: the goal you run towards, walk towards
and even crawl towards on both hands and feet
when your body can no longer stand
from my weight on your back.
I am the reaper who is readying your soul
for its departure, the Dementor who sucks
whatever happiness still clings to your bones.
I am the vampire who, thanks to you,
is about to be reborn.