A Hunger Unfed
In moonlit shadows, she roams alone,
A hunger unfed, a heart of stone.
Her crimson gaze seeks out the night,
Yearning for blood, her only delight.
A vampire cursed with endless thirst,
Her soul consumed, her conscience cursed.
Through darkened streets, she silently
prowls, Seeking prey with unearthly howls.
But in her eyes, a glimmer of pain,
Longing for peace, for love in vain.
Her fangs may hunger for the red,
But in her heart, a hunger for the dead.
A tragic figure of the night,
Bound by darkness, shunning the light.
A hunger unfed, a soul in despair,
Forever she is lost in the vampire's lair.
Copyright © Jeanine Dejesus | Year Posted 2024
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