Some dark(ish) poetry I wrote on a whim

I hear him lurk 

Fangs craving a neck to feed on 

Blood to suck, and suck the life out of anyone that's willing 

Or unwilling 

His fangs poke his bottom lip eager to feed on a vulnerable human at any second 

His own fingers digging into his palms craving blood

Don't let him catch you

You will soon face a similar fate to him

You will lurk 

You will lust 

for blood