Kinda Vampire
Feb 26, 2024
A poem we all wish it was fiction
Your love wanted to dim my light forever.
Is that really love? I highly doubt it.
No love wants to harm the other person.
No love wishes ill, no love wants blood.
You only think about your big head,
You only think about your pleasure.
Why do I cry for somebody like you?
You will fade away and ,honestly,
I don't want scars to remain.
You are nothing but a vampire,
Who wants to suck my light off.
Then, you would like to throw me away.
That is not going to happen this day.
