Prey for the Vampire

Darla Cooke on Jul 22, 2009

Tonight my fate is sealed.

I am lost alone here in the forest,

surrounded by the scary darkness.

At first I hear no sound at all,

then the silence is shattered,

by an loud and eerie howl.

My heart pounds with a frantic rhythm,

as a chilly breath caresses my neck.

I can sense an evil presence,

the night creature is drawing nearer.

Tonight it seems my fate is sealed.

I will become prey for the vampire.

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theresacall on Jul 22, 2009
love it great piece
goodselfme on Jul 22, 2009
You write these weird ones well, my friend.
Nikita K on Jul 22, 2009
I love your use of gothic imagery and sounds and even though it seems a tad cliched, personally, I think it rounds off well because it is used well. Good poem!
ken bultman on Jul 22, 2009
Pray for the victim.
Tanya Wallace on Jul 22, 2009
Wonderfully descriptive poem.Excellent work Darla,I liked the ending and how you invoked fear throughout the whole poem.
lukrisi on Jul 22, 2009
I may be a little prejudiced as I’m reading the Twilight books again right now, but I quite like it.
Raymond E Daniels on Jul 22, 2009
Nice poem Darla and thank you for reading my poems.
STEVE666 on Jul 23, 2009
If it bites your neck, Darla, then you’re now a vampire too!!
rajeev bhargava on Jul 23, 2009
it’s best to take along some garlic and a silver cross. that should keep them at bay. also, make a circle of sacred bread around you and stay inside the circle until dawn, however much they try and temt you to come out. the poem is very nice indeed!

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