Shadows

Shadows.

John 3:19-20

Arranging to betray.

Silence.

Aware of this eternal plot in me.

This vampire life.

Love dark. Hate light.

The stake through my heart,

two cross beams dripping crimson.

The only blood to save me.

I only see crimson in light.

I shutter.

Not me.

Yes me.

Arranging to betray.

Plotting my own demise.

Dark dance.

I am not a light faker.

I despise the dark complete.

Not stumbling into betrayal.

Arranging it.

Darker.

"And when you string enough wasted moments together, you get a wasted life."

Dark heart.

Heart?