Ghost Of Me Poem by Britney Hogue

It’s as wet as a flood
Red as the rose of love
Irresistible to the vampire
And it’s pouring from my head
My precious blood that is
A gaping wound that you created

There’s so much of it
Gushing from my veins
It’s warm, wet, and smells of iron
I think I’m losing consciousness
Yes, I’m slipping out of the world
And into whatever awaits in the next

Then a blinding light flashes
And all pain goes numb
I open my eyes to see my own body
Accompanied by you, staring at it
You have no remorse for my lifelessness
Just a smirk on your soulless face

I walk towards the scene
You and my uninhabited body
I glance at me and see the wounds
I flinch and then turn to you
Now laughing at the crime
That was committed this cold night

Now as a ghost, a newborn spirit
I’m able to see you but you not me
Now I will return the favor
I gather the strength and grab your neck
And you unknowingly fall victim
To the ghost, the spirit that you released

To lifeless bodies lay rest in the ground
One spirit will move to the next round
As I travel to a new life in heaven
To rest in peace from the life I left
While you fall to blazing pits of hell
Where you’ll live the pain you've dealt to all