Through the dark I lightly tread, looking for my prey.
Wandering the country side keeping lusts at bay.
A distant sound not far away makes my feet take flight.
The smell of blood burns through my nose giving me delight.
The beating heart of something warm makes my instincts strong.
To quench my thirst, this growing burn, now won’t be too long.
An innocent victims tortured face seared into my mind.
A moment’s pain with long regrets leaves their life behind.
Tortured by my thoughts I had to flee the sight,
and continue to always be just a monster in the night.