Long after time forgot,
the corpses that had begun to rot.

I began to blink and move me head,
from underneath this grassy bed.

Clawing and digging, I made my way up,
to what seemed to be a stone hut.

I turned to see the rotting people who slept;
I realized that I had arisen from beneath a crypt.

When I cracked the door open, it was still day.
Until the sun set, I had to hide away.

I don't know to what time I had awakened.
Only 200 years, I must be mistaken.

But the shock in my body made me realize the truth.
For my hunger was stronger that it was in my youth.

And hungry I was, so desperate for a bloody vein.
I was burning inside, it was a horrible pain.

Then & there I saw a fat rat crawling on the floor.
A tasty little morsel until I opened the crypt door.

He could not sense me, death was my smell.
He could not see me, the rodent was under my spell.

I swiped him up and sank my teeth into his boney back.
I cradled his little body to my face and savored my snack.

I held it to me, long after I had drained it's life.
The rat would have burned fast, I bled it so dry.

My senses returned as I felt the sun set.
My little rat gone through me, my hunger must be met.

I wrenched the stone door open with all the strength I had remaining.
Before me there was a man and child paying respects to a grave,
a feast at my feet just waiting...

Shayna and the Vampire
November 14, 1999

I saw this yesterday but ran out of time to comment...Nicely done Shayna..

Vey COOL,,and fun,,,lol
Plesent to read,,,

Sorry I took so long, Thanks!