Vampire Poems - Tears

by Selena the moon
(Antioch, California )

Droplets on my face
is it raining?
No it is the dead of night
all clear.
But what is this drop on my face?

It's red
BLOOD red,
is there a dead animal hanging from the tree that I'm under?
No,
no animal,
no dead human.
So where did this blood come from?

I'm all alone with my mentor.
He looked at me all curious and concern.
He looked back
hoping he will know the answer of my mental questions.
He knelt right beside me and said,
"the blood on face is your tear.
You are crying.
Don't worry we'll find a way to be mortal again."

He answered my question
and more.
For the past year,
I have been crying,
crying of tears.
Crying of tears of BLOOD......