In his eyes there is stone……..

a gaze as strong as steel………

The windows have been sealed & shut,

They have been boarded, nailed, left to rot.

All physical sensations are lost to him,

All emotions are just a trick he pulls from a hat.

He is as soulless as they come……

More deviant than the Devil and his many sons.

His heart is overgrown with weeds….

His mind is unfertilized ……

Untouched by the warmth of the Sun.

He is a Vampire in every sense of the word…

He will suck in the world; drain it dry,

…………… and the pity……………..

The pity that has marred his features….

it is for the look he spared for his own reflection…

An image of a man that walks among the living…..

……… ….. ….. ….. but would much rather be dead.