Hiya! Here's another vampire poem, only this time, it's from the perspective of Mokuba Kaiba. Warning: It's a bit long, but please enjoy! Hope ya like it!
"Vampire Mokuba."
As I awake in my room,
I feel a sense of impending doom.
I can't remember what I did last night.
I feel tired, and the light is bright.
Brother's coming to wake me up,
Carrying his coffee cup.
He opens the door and looks at me,
Drops the cup, spills his coffee.
He tells someone to take me to the lab.
They lay me down on a cold, metal slab.
They take off my shirt and show it to me,
Spots of blood! It can't be!
They look me all over to see where it's from,
Head and shoulders, nose and thumb.
But there's no cut, no wounds at all.
They hold me still and make some calls.
Brother orders a test on the shirt.
I'm in trouble, I feel like dirt.
They run tests on me all day long.
This isn't happening, it's all-wrong!
It's a dream, I need to wake,
But there's a feeling I can't shake.
The sun is going down, I start to panic.
I tear off the straps, acting frantic.
They've figured it out, now they know.
I'd stay if I could, but I have to go.
Someone gets a pencil from his desk,
And plunges it into my chest.
I might've escaped, had I grown my wings,
But they know too much, so many things.
I get up now, and try to fly,
And for the first time, I see tears in Seto's eyes.
As I fall, he catches me.
I only wanted to be free.
I look up at him and all the while,
I give him my best bravest smile.
I never thought I'd see him cry,
"I love you brother," he says, "goodbye."
By: Mokuba Kaiba
(June 11, 2005)
So there it is, another "Vampire" poem from yours truely! How was it? Did it make you cry, just a little bit? Anyhoo... please review, thank you.