Deep within my darkened mind it stirs,
awakening me with its ravenous hunger.
Visions of blood and the haunting echo
of horrified screams violently wrack
my sleeping body until I can stand it no more.
So quietly I arise to the call of the night,
and silently drift into the misty darkness
in search of an unsuspecting virgin's sweet blood.
Donavon Scott Vinson
