Bloodlust Poem by Lilith Van'Nightinveil

In a realm where darkness reigns supreme,
There dwelled a creature, a demon unseen.
With eyes aflame, and a hunger so dire,
It stalked the night, fueled by unholy desire.

Bloodlust coursed through its veins like fire,
A thirst unquenchable, a relentless desire.
It prowled the shadows, with sinuous grace,
Seeking its prey in the darkest place.

Through moonlit streets, it silently crept,
In search of souls to be devoured and kept.
Lustful whispers echoed in the night,
As it hunted for victims to satisfy its appetite.

Gluttony consumed it, a voracious need,
To feast upon flesh, to make them bleed.
Each life it took, a fleeting delight,
Lost in the ecstasy of the hunt's cruel rite.

But amidst the carnage, a soul so pure,
Caught its eye, igniting a hunger obscure.
For in those eyes, it saw a reflection,
Of a love lost, a tragic connection.

Torn between lust and longing, it hesitated,
As memories of love, long faded, resuscitated.
But the hunger within could not be denied,
And so it succumbed, to its bloodlust's tide.

In the end, it claimed its prize,
But in victory, it found only demise.
For in the moment of triumph, it felt the cost,
Of lust, gluttony, and love forever lost.

And so it wanders, a creature of the night,
Haunted by echoes of its own plight.
For in its bloodlust, it found no release,
Only the torment of eternal cease.