Ruth Desjardins The vampires
The world is full of vampires;
See them offer love –
A friendly hand to count on,
But they only want my blood.
Look at me, I’m bleeding;
And now the vampires come.
They speak of admiration –
Its only flattery.
A set up so I’ll trust them
And let them close to me;
But when the bleeding started
They couldn’t hide their glee.
I trusted them and loved them;
I never sought their pain;
Whenever I had seen them down,
I’d help them up again;
And smile when they were happy,
And celebrate their gain.
Oh god, my skin is crawling!
Let me out of here –
Let me get away somewhere!
Let me hide my tears!
Don’t let me satisfy their lust
As I have done for years.
