Thirst for..
by: Ren
I got this thirst that needs quenching,
at first it didn't hurt, now it gets worse as it tempts me.
In a search for the next thing I get a surge thats inventing
a disgust at this lust for a word thats perplexed me.
......Blood.....
This object I'm craving, and lately
it's strange of how it's got me behaving.
"Stop me I'm crazy!..wish Uncle Tom'd stop blocking the baby."
Did they not see me waiting?
It's this thirst and I'm dying without it,
sizing this doubt is like climbing a mountain.
My feelings can't be hiding it's crowded,
"can I kill to stay alive?"..
This question ponders a lesson,
I'm bothered and stressin as my mind wander's in tension.
If I mention murder, I'll be a reflection of my father's intentions.
Facing again whether to be embracing this sin,
my heart starts racing.. so what place am I in?
once the beat's in place it parts, fading and then..
I wish there was a plan for peace,
that didnt' involve disease or succumbing to famine's peak.
I'm weighing my options to examine each,
"god damnit..the only way is to plant my teeth!!"
and doing something I can't.. s'like biting the hand that feeds.
I cant' stand these needs, that I have to accomplish
can't seem to grieve alone and I wish I had an accomplise.
I don't know how this night will affect
my life, the strife or how wrong from right gets respect.
...............As I begin to bite her neck,
"I get what I searched for, what I couln't safice the urge for."
Punctured, a stake in the shape of a cross in my back.
Already exhausted just to get caught in the act..as I relax
I know it's my fault and a fact.
the victim had no teeth abnormalities, no special powers or traits
just a man with sick twisted mind constricting at a cowardly pace
No such thing as vampires.
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