He wins the trust of his victims with acts of kindness.
He can blend in with any crowd.
He can manipulate any situation to his favor.
He can shapeshift to what ever makes you comfortable, and strikes when finally invited.
Late at night he came, hidden by the dark
because that is when he is most powerful.
You let him near because you trust him, or so you did.
I won't hurt you, I would never hurt you. He would say.
By the time you realise he is to close, It's to late.
He Strikes and you have been bitten by a creature of the night.
Now you live your life in fear.
You may not be as hideous as he was when he changed on you but you know its happend, and you begin to change.
Days go on forever.
You wonder and worry if people knew or would ever find out that you have been bitten, for if they found out, you could be
considered a monster yourself.
You keep to yourself in the dark, there is only a few you can trust yet even they don't know about the deep dark hell you live in.
You don't trust the cross anymore, god has almost become an enemy for letting this happen to you. When you see it, you turn your head and
You work long hours, mostly at night because you are at peace with yourself in the night. The dark protects you, as it did him. You begin to think you are immortal. You will fight, you take chances and put youself in situations no one
else would because you think you couldn't possibly die anymore than you already have.
People are like food. They make you whole again for a few hours, yet you can't love them, because you can't tell them. When they are gone you quietly lie safe with yourself at night, only to have him come back in your dreams. He never dies and neither will we.
We are the lost souls.
i like the rain cause no one knows im crying
a strong man is one who is able to control himself when he is angry
what is your definiton of control?
i lay awake another hour
just like the one before
the shadows play a game with my head
i can't take this anymore http://youtube.com/watch?v=x4EOw8wPBN8