A Vampire’s Dream
by glenmore bacarro
1215-20’09
Man was created by God.
On his own image He molds.
In wonder you asked.
By fate, who created you?
Poison runs through your veins.
The life and the blood you thirsts.
You were cursed or maybe blessed.
Living for eternity; in darkness without rests
The night hid you within.
Your charm masked the fangs that kill.
An eye that can pierce darkness
Can grasps human’s wickedness.
Why? You asked ironically.
Why human dream of eternity.
If with the short lives they have.
They can’t value love but hate.
Why they dream of pleasure and happiness?
And find it through the alleys of darkness.
Why they can’t see the real beauty?
Below the heaven’s sun, the warmth you envy.
Why they dream to be you?
Cursed with beauty, power and immortality?
But they fear you, that’s why you hide.
Never have they known how much you claim.
Freedom from the darkness
Freedom from your curse
When half of the world were calm.
Sleepless nights where you dream
Believing someday will come.
That together with the one you love.
You’ll watch the sun rises above.
Feel it warms your breaths.
And in your skin it’ll pierce not.
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