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.