I was a teenage vampire.

Friday night flickers
Across the screen
Cancer rain runs in gutters
Flooding cynical city eyes
With the kind of tired resignation
That years spent in rain
Could never wash away.

Here we go, again.
Sleepless and irregular heartbeat rhythm
Pounding down the path of ash

Nights like this
Delicious in their solitary familiarity
In a crowd, but alone
Next to anyone
But long gone

Are why I
Always felt
Like a dead shell walking
Unburied and breathing

Flawed and beautiful as I am
Alienated, alienating, alien.
Jagged teeth, sneering grin
Sharp fangs, lifelike skin
With a hunger for fresh blood
To fill fathomless flesh.

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I was a teenage vampire.