The Vampire

 

It does not feel good here. 

  Angst. Heart blood drawn and thumping. 

You scare me. 

   And I don't want it-

Got me paralyzed in waking. 

 

Thinking I must stop it. 

Limbs quivering. Stamina wavering. 

Can barely keep up, 

  When you come around. 

Each time the pillars shaking. 

Sick in air, my peace is stolen

  You mascarade as helping

I feel the letting of my energy 

  And the aura through which it's leaking. 

And I see the ploy, 

  And it makes me sick, 

My gut churning and quaking. 

I can't even think straight

  Trauma on the brain 

I can't even eat right, 

  So what's water or injest of partaking. 

I wish you'd just 

  Leave me alone 

In stead of leave me with your rank. 

I can not feel my soul, 

  I can only feel its shake.