the Vampire's bid

the venomous fangs are useful no more
give me the concentrated doses abundant
flap those myriad wings and scratch me
this life is bore... bloody pungent.
death is the final destination
salvation was never what i dreamt
let my resurrection be devoured
this elixir repulses, no more does it tempt.
let me close my eyes, and have your way
kill my every breath, devoid me of them
over and over, trying to fit-in like all do
i'm still so burning with vengeance under my hem.
let my blood ooze out
drink it, if it still can be savored.
let the noises of night mute my screams
close the door if there seem signs of my Savior.
still breathing, still able to fight.
kill my immune!
kill my will to survive
sacrifice me to the full-moon
let no aid arrive for me, if it comes
i'm not fearful yet, guess i won't be.
so don't try to conquer what you can't.
just scathe and feast on what i offered of me.
is it too much to ask?
even from you? strange!
let me gasp, we all humans do in pleasure.
give me the dark i had so long arranged!!

pseudo

walking tirelessly on the grown weeds of past memories
the moonlight shines through these vast, hurting Prairies
sharp, blade-like edges of these cruel plants hurt me
over and over... still not over with these aspects of me
bluddy daddies of my shame mock at my disdain
sometimes, i think, to live is akin to be in pain!
y things go downhill or words go sour!?!
someone's "beautiful sacrifice" is all my words and more!!
i think i shall better check into a rehab for once
coz afterall i can't go through life with a smirk and a wince!
no morals left in me, no grounds to stand firm on
i lost them all and found refuge in blunders, bang-on!
did i ever find solace and contentment? who knows!?!
maybe i was open to people when i was away from my own echoes!
one tormented wench...what a pity it should be!
yet i cannot even pity myself for what has become of me!
useless quarrels over frail emotions said and felt
someone shall tie me on an electric chair with a belt!
uneccessary cringing inside, yet melancholy i don't feel!
i put salt over some wounds i gave time to heal!
lost words errupting from immaterial agony inside...
abandoned on pathways of disgrace with matters i cannot decide.
clinging to unstable thoughts, i'm just another depressing bitch!
insulting, abusive, brutal to myself, its me whom i ditch!
hell knows what i do in vain, sanity doesn't like me anymore!!
masochistically inhuman, i'm turning into a pseudo goth for sure!!