I am not alive, although I am not dead
I need to sleep in a coffin not on a normal bed
I can also sleep in my earth’s dirt & mud
I don’t eat food, i feast on warm, juicy blood
I have very sharp, pointy fangs that glisten in the light
The only problem is, I can only come out at night
I dare not go outside in the day as i burn in the sun
But surprisingly I do have all sorts of fun
I am classified with other mythical creatures
I don’t believe, I know I have beautiful features
I have decades of knowledge; so, I tend to be smart
I can be killed by a sharp stake right through to my heart
I can also die if you cut my throat or cut off my head
I can make you feel either desire or dread
And hell no, I do not sparkle, I am a the macabre & heartless
I am a vampire; and I reign the darkness