James Knox Poet I do not know?

The Calling

Last night I was bitten on the neck 
I don’t know by who
I was seduced by darkness
She came out of the mist and promised me things if I submit
Her words were not true
To her I was just a hapless victim
A sinister smile 
 her foul disease flowed through my circulatory system
The very next day I awoke in a box covered with dirt
I clawed my way out
A brand new world
Felt so cold and alive
But the sunlight hurt
I soon realized my blood no longer flows
Deep down inside a hideous appetite grows
Only one way to escape
The answer is death
So please drive this wooden stake through my chest
I promise I will not defend myself
Just please do it fast
Or should I just wait for the sun
Step out in the daylight and turn into ash
Watch me blow away in the wind 
Gone in a flash

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Ciara Aiyana Ashley-Garn July 14, 2009 at 5:40 PM this is interesting and in a way it speaks...it is very good and i get a lot of images from this one...do you believe in the undead? ;) Ciara=)

Julia Brown Badr July 12, 2009 at 4:01 PM Wow, this one really brings up some good imagery.

Ashe Kristy De La Keur Scoville July 11, 2009 at 6:44 PM Oh my...I do so like...read Illyanna De La keur....my sister writes about this too and so I know you will. I do so like this one. Thank you for the comment.