My sweet and painful love

by Kijana Roberts
(Gulfport, Mississippi)

I can't stop thinking about you.

I feel you in my veins.

My thirst for your blood is uncontainable.
That it brings me too much pain.
My lips are covered in blood, but I imagine that its yours.

Just to contain my thirst for you, I drink the blood of these whores.
But as I come out of hiding, I stare at the moon above.

Only to see your face, my sweet and painful love