Just a creepy little poem I thought up in the car after watching Vampire Knight. I tried to make it as discreet as possible, but it still sounds gory. Whatever, I like it!!! Review are welcome, flames aren't!
Blood Lust
My eyes go fuzzy
The iron scent fills my nose
I lean forward, focus in on the rust red on her finger
The blood lust fills my soul
My eyes glow red
My jaw aches
I try to resist, but it is futile
For the blood lust has filled my soul
She draws in a breath
Pulls back her hair
I gasp, lurching away
But I just go back again
There is blood lust in my soul
I inch towards her
My glowing eyes flicking from her neck to her eyes and back
She nods, moving closer
I press my lips against her neck
Pricking with my fangs
She knows there is blood lust in my soul
I pierce her neck
And I taste the heavenly elixir that is her blood
I draw it in, knowing it is my only thing between me and my doom
Oh, how I hate the blood lust in my soul