Vampire Curse Poem by Lillianythe

As a Rose’s petal dies and withers away,
My heart grows weaker with each passing day,
The things I have done I cannot regret,
But my mind always focus’s on the day we met,
The day we met was the day I died,
The day I died enabled me to say I lived,
I thought I loved you but the love was only one way,
My blindness gave me a price I had to pay,
For each passing year,
I shed another tear,
I cannot go back,
To live I must attack,
To Die I must be caught,
The silver must be brought,
If it pierces my heart I can sleep,
Finally sleep instead of weep,
I was cursed,
With the Vampires curse…