Bj Fard Poet Free verse

The Nefarious Nosferatu

It doesn't mean anything
to them that they're undead
for they have no soul to speak
or guide them in their head
with evil as a master
it becomes just
what they be
with one universal
dark force, recruiting a new army
of unholy, unruly blood-suckers

The nefarious nosferatu
are coming for me now
I can feel them drawing closer
and must escape somehow
or be part of a culture
which never knows no love
except for an evading memory
which could never be enough
for them to be satisfied
with anything but death
I can feel them inside me
and taste them on my breathe

So suddenly I'm stricken
by fangs into my vein
but there is just emptiness
so they suck away my pain
and now they know my history
their eyes are turning, sad
I guess I'm just the only one
who can live like that
so I continue living
for that seems to be my curse
the army of vampire blood
sit waiting on my next verse
to give command, master to servant

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