Vampyre

We are the dark ones
The chosen
Begotten as nameless
Existing in solitude alike no other
Of being and not being
Of never ending
And yet,
Never seen.

Like apparitions arisen in a mist,
We rescind to night's dark cloak
Drifting through the shadows
Lingering,
Waiting at the edge
As the hunger zeniths
To a covetous bloodlust
In a fevered silent rage.


~ Akira Cheyenne

~ Sky