Eternally Forgotten

Alone I walk, endlessly,
Through this small confining world.
Abandoned by father time,
Forsaken by sweet death,
Left to wander to the brink of my own sanity.
The frail fleeting breaths of humans,
Surround me like cobwebs clinging to stone.
Stone unchanging, un-weathered and cold.
The pumping of many hearts,
The music to which I walk,
To which I hunt.
Ripping apart cobwebs,
Their delicate threads parting before daggers.
Which bite and drain leaving the word like myself,
Empty.
Alone.
Still .

On dark streets I walk, stalk
In dark alleys I fight, bite
A man separated from the world by cold glass
A sheet through which only pain can pass
A man cursed to endless days
Who’s killed so many in the still same ways
Of bluest blood I think, drink
Sunny days will still be here, fear
A man with his glowing beauty bright
But its beauty hidden from his sight
A beast with teeth as sharp as knives
Which rip and tear at human lives
People always cry, die
I take breath, death
An eternity as Satan’s slave
Taking others to their graves
Killing all both young and old
Dragging them into the cold
Alone for all eternity
So it is
Always will be