She, blank-stared, eyes
The color of the forest
And filled with joy

Or none, her hands
Tight around his heart
She warns, don't say it

Sometimes he caves,
He gives into her carnal desires
And let's another night pass
Without saying how he feels

Sometimes he breaks,
Tells her that she makes
His heart beat like a drum
And he feels her everywhere
A burning passion

She, blank-stared, only listens
But she wishes she could
Let the words escape her mouth
"You mean everything to me"

He stood at the beginning of an empty street
Teeming with the hustle and bustle of decomposing memories
A spectator huddled in the shroud of uncertainty
The figure is purposeless: A destitute husk of paper skin and aching bones
Yet, he always walks down this road
A path of righteousness and pure evil
Going neither left nor right
But somewhere in the middle

I like it when you dance in the blue shades of desire
The brightness of my eyes bouncing off those shiny, silver bracelets
As they flow gracefully through the air
While I start to serenade your heart
With tales of gushing romance
And a melody of rhythmic woes

To the shadows crawling on my walls-
To the faces I see in the dark-
To the things that go bump in the night...

I bump back

I feel your agony and make it my own
I see your smile and mirror the expression
It’s almost impossible for me to stop
To cease draining the emotions of others
Simply because I am numb
Unfeeling towards my own existence
I am an empath with fangs shining
Feasting to restore my humanity
In tune with everyone’s mind
Unsure of my own
I am a reservoir of emptiness
A connoisseur of consuming souls
An emotional vampire