A Night To Remember
Darkness lines the streets
Quickly I walk
aware that I am being watched
like pray I am stalked
wind behind me
my hair blows out softly
someones behind me
don't turn, don't see
hands at my throat
pulling at my hair
turning my head
so I'm forced to stare
His eyes bright red
skin pale as snow
I look at his mouth
where fangs start to show
Vampire
I want to scream
but my head is foggy
as if I'm in a dream
I can't look away
as he dips his head
drinking my blood untill
I am dead
Copyright © Anne Hessler | Year Posted 2013
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