The rain the thunder the darkness the taste of blood as I watch another drop of blood and her body becomes limp, dead and another victim falls. I push the door open leaving behind a bloody handprint. I walk out into the stormy night with no regret for what I’ve done because it’s to late to turn back now. As I walk I catch my reflection in a puddle fangs coated in blood from a misfortunate human blood drips from my mouth darkness in my eyes I start to cry the full moon over head I ask it "why am I so different? Why must I hide my true self? Why am I afraid of me?"
 L3thal Ch3micalz · Mon Feb 25, 2008 @ 11:53pm · 1 Comments |
