the vampire walks carefully through the night,
to place the deep, moody violets on your grave.
they don’t argue with the night.
she places them there expecting nothing in return,
the silence heavier than the stone she’s sitting beside.
the only thing keeping me company is the light fog wafting through the air,
not even my shadow wants to be here.
i’m not alive like others.
when you drove that stake in my heart,
i didn’t die.
i kept going, but something ended.
i still see the bat circling in that empty room,
trying to finds its way out like a lost soul.
while everyone shattered, I stayed. protecting my heart in my hand.
am I wrong?
the wound never bled that day.
no one knows how I feel, not even the mirrors.
i’m always here for you.
leaving you violets where my lack of words cannot reach.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 8:56 AM UTC
the vampire walks carefully through the night,
to place the deep, moody violets on your grave.
they don’t argue with the night.
she places them there expecting nothing in return,
the silence heavier than the stone she’s sitting beside.
the only thing keeping me company is the light fog wafting through the air,
not even my shadow wants to be here.
i’m not alive like others.
when you drove that stake in my heart,
i didn’t die.
i kept going, but something ended.
i still see the bat circling in that empty room,
trying to finds its way out like a lost soul.
while everyone shattered, I stayed. protecting my heart in my hand.
am I wrong?
the wound never bled that day.
no one knows how I feel, not even the mirrors.
i’m always here for you.
leaving you violets where my lack of words cannot reach.
This is dedicated to my grandfather for the lack of words I had when you passed, I miss you
