Fallen

[DarkVampire]

Fallen

(Inspired by the song “Dissolve” by Switchblade Symphony)

I am falling down, down

I am screaming out loud, loud

The room is spinning around, around

Darkness has claimed me now, now

From my dark sleep

Awaken am I

Don’t know why

Memories gone, so deep

I don’t know where I am

I don’t know who I am

It’s so bright, so very bright

The fingers of Sol burns my flesh, why?

Oh why, I do not know

Must lurk in shadows, wait for night

My soul feels empty, cold as if I died

What is happening to me?

What has become of me?

Hungry I have become

Must hunt my prey

This I feel must be done

Come whatever may

My prey is within my sight

Down he went, without a fight

Feast on his life giving force

I feel my strength began to course

Powerful than ever before

Satisfied, but craving for more

In horror I recognize his face

And realize my wanton disgrace

Who am I?

What am I?

He was someone I once knew

Someone so near, dear and true

For I remember some things now

He was friend, my life, my love

My life, my love what have I done?

Sorry, I am so sorry, what have I become?

Remorse, overwhelming remorse I feel

Pain, the pain in my soul can never heal

What am I, what am I?

Now I know, know why

Hunter of the night am I

Immortal who can not die

Notes

Draft 1 1/11/05

Draft 2 5/01/05

A birth of a vampire is the story. She doesn’t know who or what she is until it’s too late. She was at a party when she was “embraced”. She woke up lost but remembered where she lived and returned home. The hunger was great in her since she never fed on blood yet, the “beast” took control of her and she killed and drank from her boyfriend without knowing as she did it.

The beast is in all vampires that wants to get out, but through control they can keep it contained, except when hunger strikes them. If they have not fed in a period of time, controlling the beast becomes hard until it finally wears them down, and they feed uncontrollably. They’ll kill anything in sight regardless of who it is.

Sol is the astronomical name of our sun.

[Amerist]

Wow, talk about the skeleton of a horror story.

The recently embraced, her life taken from her by the unknown--befuddled, confused, hungry she kills someone. Only to realize afterwards: it was someone she knew.

Another primordial fear. Deeper and more subterranean than the usual ones connected to vampires (the fear of vitality being stolen) instead, being out of control, becoming the cursed.

[DarkVampire]

Thanks for the comments. =) I like writing horror into some of my poems and short stories. I prefer a good scare.