Vampyres Lestat, vampyres and bats, sucking the blood of innocence and damsel, we stalk, we see, the prey that lies ahead of thee, the skin so soft, so pale, no color describes their face, their way of seducing the undead, hypnotyzing and spellbounding, their eyes, pale shades of blue and green, you fall for their… Continue reading Poetic
Tag: bats
Shunned
I don’t get it. What is with some goths and their resentment towards baby goths/baby bats? I have somehow been shunned by the goths in my town for no reason that I can think of. I listen to the same music they do, I don’t insult them, yet they seem to feel I am “unworthy”… Continue reading Shunned
Trapt
i am trapt in this world waiting for a new day to come misery and darkness suicidal thoughts
The Breeze in the Cave
A gust of wind rustled the wool blanket around her shoulders. Wind on the great plains often meant rain was soon to follow. Thankfully she sat protected by a cavern wall. Yet her safety was futile. They could easily seek and find her. A day ago they had chased her to the brink of a… Continue reading The Breeze in the Cave