Patiently waiting, watching;
I look around seeking out my prey.
Spotting a beautiful red headed woman,
I inhale; drinking in the scent of her blood.
Following her closely, analyzing,
Taking in every detail, I am ready for my fill.
I hope she screams when I get my fill.
All day I’ve been watching,
looking around, analyzing,
Waiting for the perfect prey.
I can already taste it, her sweet, delicious blood.
Too bad I have to kill the woman.
She turns down an alley, the stupid woman.
I fill
My nose with the aroma of her blood.
I clear my throat, watching
Her slowly turn around. She really is beautiful, my prey.
She looks at me analyzing.
Analyzing
My every move, trying to figure out what I am going to do. The woman,
my prey,
Does not know of my desires for getting my fill.
“Who are you?” she says, still watching.
I simply reply, “Someone who wants your blood”.
Her blood
Pumps loudly through her veins. Analyzing
Her emotions, I know she is scared. I’m watching
Her face contort into fear. She tries to run, the stupid woman.
I’m far too ready for my fill
My sadistic desires to chase my prey.
By her hair, I grab my prey.
She screams. Her blood
rings in my ear. I bite her neck, her blood fills
My throat. Analyzing
Her as she falls limp. I am pleased the woman
Was scared for I feed off of fear. Walking away, I’m glad I spent all day watching.
I have to wait for my blood, for my next fill. I am burdened with analyzing;
Forever needing another prey, another woman,
For I am cursed with thirst, with constantly watching.
