I linger in the silvery ethereal mists
between now and forever.
Nothing I can do will bring true love
nor happiness to me.
I am destined to forever walk the dark
streets of limbo never knowing when it
shall come to an end.
Nothing good comes to me in the precious
light of day.
I lie in a state of fluctuating limbo
between life and death's immortal doors.
For I am the death dealer known as a vampire.
Donavon Scott Vinson
