Timeless indecsive moments
Blissful rare intentions
What makes our blood flow
To feel the rush of the thrill
Our minds closed, our eyes open
Sudden stopping motion
Closing of all interactions
The cold feeling
The death overcame
The feeling has left you numb
To sucumb and devote
Blissless ticking seconds
Then time is completely frozen
To wake undead
To crave the blood
What is it that makes us want more?
The drop has fallen
The taste just begins to explore
To become as what created you
Fear, gone
Emotions, died
Tears, no more
Rage, hatred
Numbing eternally
Now you are the monster
Now you will be feared, loathed and envied
You are what they wished for
You are as with one when born
Not born like human
Not born like anything
Created, united with your maker
It was a dream
A nightmare
You were mortal
Mortal is never me
Confuse not with myth
Desire what is unknown
Touch the inner being
So then it was only a thought
Some disturbing memory
Something someone said
They never knew, never saw it coming
The one who never sired, but created you
What are you?>
BY: -DLoV- (ME)
