I bleed to death, Bitten.

 amusement shines in those eyes.

I breathe in for my life,

 Laughter echoes in my ears.

that touch, I am paler.

I am a Vampire now,

So thirsty, dry throats.

I need a heart now.

Do I have a heart now?

Do they have though?

Being a mist in the sun

dreading myself to burn.

Under the pale full moon,

like a thread in air,I swoon.

I am a Vampire now,

Vampire, a Vampire...

so cold, no warmth to sought.

I need some essence now.

All I feel is the cold vengeance.

All I see is my coffin under the grave.

No rowan wood can chase me away.

No hawthorn can bury me again.

I am a Vampire now,undead but dead

Blood thirsty of the ones who hurt.

I need their souls now.

Those lives right now.

Don't mind this one. I would say this poem is just so stupid but beyond my own comprehension as they are children of 3 am. I am not gonna let it butchered for meaning as I am not even sure how deep the meaning goes!

Lemme know what you think in the comments!