No
regrets from a bleeding heart;
Moving
on will be my vampire,
Drinking
me dry of every reason
I ever
had to want you.
You
were my saint and saviour
But now
I find myself crucified
By this thoughtless breed of love.
My soul
now canker-bit,
Half-eaten
away with desire,
Is all I
am left with.
My
vampire smiles and continues to feed.
