Bleeding Vampire Poem by Heart of Ice Die Die Die

Dreams over-lapping
and changing.
Can't catch hold of what's real
and what's not.
I've never been happier
than when I was in his arms.
I was SO happy
and for once
I finally felt safe.
Like it didn't matter what I was.
But later,
I paid.
And I paid a lot
and I'm still paying.
I'm still crying
and my heart is still shattering.
Nothing will ever change that.
There's so many things I want to tell him.
He said that if I ever needed to talk
he would be there.
But he's never there
and the few times when he is
he's not really there.
At least,
not for me.
But I can't be mad at him for it,
I can't hate him for it.
I can't blame him.
I told him he was my sun,
but now it looks like
I'm a vampire
who still bleeds.

Dec.-15-09