Teenage Age

Teenage age The adolescent stage, they call it An age where you start to understand the world A stage of supposed maturity But how confusing it can be Souls shrouded in endless mystery Wandering lost in search of answers Minds wavering like wild hogs In the darkness of the night There they seek solace Like humans, yet with souls of vampires Minds haunted by the daylight At the heart of the night There they find comfort The trials of a teenager Spread like a wild fire In the blood of these tormented vampires A virus cloaked in anguish In the blood of these young ones, it evolves In this adolescent stage Lies a slim chance of survival On this precarious road to survival Lies the tears and blood of these innocent souls Traumatized, but few emerge as survivors The warriors who cling to the thread of hope Victory awaits at the end of the road It's called a stage of maturity But how mistaken they are In the lives of these young ones Lies a dreadful stage of the world.