Vampire Poem: Dead or undead

by Selena the moon
(Antioch, CA)

There I was
lying on the ground.
But I'm close to death.
All my life was flashing before my eyes,
then I fell asleep.
It was my....

Dark,
then light?
What is going on?
Am I dead?
Wait! I see someone.
He was dark
but have wings of an angel.
Am I dreaming?
Or this is real?
He spoke a soft, gentle voice,
a voice an angel makes,
and said,
"you have been revived by a friend.
Behold your eternal life of the dark.
You friend is waiting for you."

He disappeared.
The next thing I knew it
I was with my friend,
my beloved friend,
a VAMPIRE.

He was so glad that I was alive,
but he was sorrowful
because he brought me to a world of darkness.
So we hold each others hands
and into the dark
which we have never let go.