Her back tires
and canines grow,
Bloodlust desires
we lie in low.
Hunger that cannot be sated
with just one victim,
Jugular veins severed
the world's caving in.
Abnormal thoughts
she's so very latent,
Confused frustrations
her passions burn.
Red warm liquid
he lies there lucid,
Life-bringing fluid
will drain the fatigue.
What is this emotion he does not comeprehend?
Why are words spoken to deliberately offend?
Has life no meaning for him any longer?
Walking through the Devil's mist I do not shudder.
Once again, I am depressed.
