Do we prey to thirst or hungry and stability

Not only must you be bound, but a ridiculous waste of my time, so I have found. You cry, as if a child, but bleed, as a beast, something wild.

Entertaining you, this Eve's guest. So pathetic, whining and begging to confess. I am not your Priest. I live in dark, as I, birthed as beast. Stop with a sad, weak ego, only to cringe, at you fighting. You will soon be dead. Admittedly, to my relief, nothing more shall be said.

I have taken all I can take. Start thanking me for showing you, your fate! Ugh, you I absolutely, hate!

Rare. So rare, does my chosen prey, not complete me. Complete my needs, for how I wish to play. I may consider your death now, from what stench bleeds

Fool. You were a sliver representing one's try, such a weak man does deserve to die.

You Fool.

Not as cocky now, lying there bleeding

As I stand above you, calmly breathing.

Certainly you can not be shocked

After which transpired, since we talked

You, so righteous, powerful and firm

It took one nibble, to watch you turn

I choose my prey

Knowing, they submit to my play

Quieter, I smell your pity and shame

Odd you not feel pride, in my game

You cry to me that your telling

My, is it you I will say, is yelling?

I am growing furious, blood not clot

Like a bite of art, fake and bought

Why must I wait until your blue

Is it self ego, I will not agree to few

Tonight, I must change my routine in disgust

Your are, stupid, vile with no clue of lust

I choose my prey

Knowing, they submit to my play

Rather than watch you fight, at death

Leave I must, alone you'll learn the rest

So rare a bite, does not please me

You, nothing I saw, now I too ill, see?

And still I own your fate

End you I will, to use as bait

See,

I choose my prey

Knowing, they submit to my play

From up here, Is sad in your choice

Deepens my fury, so shut that voice

Your face will reveal enough

You, the first, so sad at, being tough

So it shall be, best you get busy dyeing

Best shut up with that girl crying

So, I departed the mess and slaughter

Never I behave, not finishing, why bother?

I chose to walk in this evenings mist

Wanting to think, most odd, no need to resist

To capture my virgin, breath heavy in pleasure

Finish each victim, dispose remains,blood to treasure

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

Emotions, I am, and shall never, feel

Yet tonight, I wrestle at loss, details so real

Hundreds of years? Still these thoughts I taste?

Now acts of home, as mortals, embrace

I, in my large castle alone

Where I go missing, hidden by stone

Racing faster, my mind and my instinct

Predator desires, as I now fade to think

Centuries gone, and still, so fast

My thoughts disrupted now, can't last?

Visions of a mate with jokes devoted

A disgust, a mystery left me revolted

Why mortals rejoice, together in prayer

Some book, found everywhere

Almost as if, I knew the whole time

Life is precious, poisoning my mind

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

I was growing angry, fangs exposed

Nothing, my mind, insanity enclosed

The break caused me to take flight

In my distraction, disabled my bite

I landed above, 30 feet in height

To my shock, I could smelt an invite to fight

I dare to turn, and reveal my thoughts

How many years ago, I last smelt him? I forgot

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

I despise you

Your scent, never more true

What do I owe this pleasure?

By my beloved Master and treasure

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

I see now why thoughts took over my mind

How confused I was, muttering time

Whatever your motive, do again as you feel

It effects me not, and you no longer real

I spoke not a word since landing on this rooftop

Showing great improvement, clarity to read thoughts

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

Equipped and near, only a vamp can enter quick

Stop crying and just accept this makes me sick

You were chosen in life to perfect

Know your desperate, no respect

More hate, I am trying to eat

This discussion is not my treat

I cherish them please take not

Your Damp Soul sickens my thought

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

A vampire trying to survive today

Its far to difficult they say

Too deep in my thoughts

I bear a question not

Too detailed for most

While they stated I wore my ghost

Shared once I tried

I choose, and I lied

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

Locked up once again I died

Twice now No one cried

Then woke in wonder

Surviving I now so much younger

Again now I just wanted to end my pain

Panic with fears still the same

No one else I met to blame

Others search for my shame

No longer dare I question

I have clearly learned my lesson

Ah, knowing I have learned

Faith for me no belief I burned

Not even Fangs can touch this Vamp

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

I choose my prey

Knowing they submit to my play

Now me, another kill

await must, his SPITE

My Master did appear

For another BITE

Now me, another kill

await  must, his SPITE

My Master did appear

For another BITE

I am overtaken by fatigue and wish never to discuss this again.

While I most likely will never understand the meaning behind these

strange thoughts that came to me this evening.

Confident, I rather not try, just the same.

preY