I awaken in my icy tomb, Imprisoned by its walls. I cry for you to set me free, But no one hears my call. Alone within the confines Of this cold, damp concrete cell, I find comfort in the darkness Which shields me from my hell. The pains of hunger eat at me. My body's worn and weak. I feel the stinging in my eyes As a tear streams down my cheek. Tinted with a tinge of red, The tear stops at my lips. I close my eyes and think of you. Your light has been eclipsed. I can almost taste your blood, So rich and filled with life... My teeth piercing your silky flesh As if they were a knife. The perfect drink - so warm and lush - Would make me feel alive... It's essence permeating me, My immortal soul revived. But alas it will not happen For you are nowhere near. I've waited countless days and nights In hopes that you'll appear. I pray someday it will come true, And you will be my feast. Until then, I must still remain A lone, blood-thirsty beast.
Reason for writing:
I was away from my love and felt an emptiness, so I wrote this poem.
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