He prowls at night
when I have no control

preying on the tender flesh...
of those truly innocent

His hunger rises
with each passing moon

his lust for blood and savagery
greater then my own for love and companionship

He is the silent killer
who hides in the shadows

watching you
when you think yourself to be alone

His mesmerizing green eyes
drawing you in for the kill

he ravages his kill
leaving nothing but scattered bones and blood

disappearing into the night
once he has fed

leaving me to awaken the next morning

With the blood on my hands