Nothing Is As It Seems

You know I'm going to live forever
And that scares you.
You know that I'm always around
Watching your every move.
Just like a scene
From some scary dream
You can't help but worry
As I leap through your window
Late at night.
My fangs glow brightly
Under the bold moonlight.
You open your mouth to scream
Praying to God that this is a dream.
A dream so real
That you can feel your heart
Leaping from your chest.
You grip the covers
Wishing there was someway
Your feet would cooperate
And make a mad dash for the door.
But you sit there
Still and calm
Watching my movements
With parted eyes.
I turn to you
My eyes flickering with excitement.
I have never killed before
As no one has been worthy
But then I saw you
And I knew I had to have you.
As I inch closer to the bed
I can see your hands grip the sheets
Tighter and tighter.
Your fingers are woven
Knotted into the sheet
As perspiration drips down your forehead.
I can smell your fear
And I long to taste it.
I hold up two fingers
Moving them in front of your eyes.
"Be in my eyes," I command
"Be in me."
You are in a trance
You follow my movements
You sway and dance.
It is time.
I lean down
Fangs bared.
As I pierce your neck
A strangled cry escapes your lips.
A crimson stream flows freely
From the open wound.
I lap at it eagerly
Not wanting to miss a drop.
As your life fades away
You are at peace.
You fall back
Your head hitting the pillow
A glazed look in your eyes.
I slash my wrist.
Blood drips over the covers
Turning them from ivory
To red.
Holding your head
I place my wrist to your mouth
And you drink.
The hours pass
And I sit and wait
For you to arise.
When you do
You see the world through new eyes.
Everything is sharp
Neon-like.
As we flee into the night
Our shadows cast an eerie sight.
For it is not dream.
One must remember
That nothing is as it seems.