...
A hunger, ageing beyond death, a craving for deeper blood...
Like the drawing of the missing part of the map
Like the path for the numbing nothingness.
Whence demons come and go
Frightful and fueled by tearing words that break the mind,
dry the soul and drown the heart.
As voracious as vicious
A mental parasite.
Clutching to pieces so to vampire our whole;
Hautingly questions
Tormenting intents
Forfeitless race this is: to quest for Life.
