Vampire's Life

A single night out in the hunt... Short poem about vampires.

The night is falling, daylight fading
Clouds hiding the rising moon

You awake and something's calling
You'll be out there soon.

The urge is strong,
you have to go

For it's the call that pulls you out
Out in the night
where no one can follow

Hunger's menacing
bitterness fills your mouth.

Silently you search,
enjoying the fresh breeze

Your victim is out there,
this chance you must seize

You sense it.
You hear it.
Its pulse is strong…

But not for long;
No.
Not for long…