Haunting my dreams in daylight
Ripping out pieces of my soul
Eating them
As if you were famished
Inhaling bits of me, you —
The Devil’s brother
The same – only –
Wickeder
Here you are in front of me
I offer myself to you
Hungry
Naked
Forsaken
One of the many black-eyed servants
Who do your will
Possess me
Fill me with your heavy, thick
Vampire cock
Fuck me
Slowly
Stick holes in me
Suck me dry
I will come and come
As I die to you in shriveled breaths
Willingly
Because fuck this Life
I’d rather die to fantasy
Than accept such cruel truths
Mundane, mundane
I can’t take this mundane
It’s more sickening than anything I could possible say
The Dark Side calls
I’d answer but His tongue already
Slithers down my throat