
What has the world come to, shame I might say,
Gone are the rich portraits of blood baths
And the enticing visuals of tragic days.
Seeing this world and its humans go from war to peace,
Is so boringly pathetic, I may as well try another cease.

Puff. I should start taking lessons from Zombie Mozart now, my voice is so good I feel terrible hearing it. It's like a stake to the heart. While in the olden days I could just sink my teeth and drink out the melody from those blaring bunch of gifted throats, that soothe your souls, these days it's all plastic! Humans have gotten smarter in their plans to make my species extinct. With no fleshy throats around, my survival is questioned even by me.
And if this is not enough, they have suddenly become too cheerful. Teeth more brilliant than mine, glaring in these annoying little lights that come out of these disgusting little totems of metal and plastic. I have known they use this new technology all day, but with this delicate skin and sun being a tyrant of the highest order, my only refuge is the night, where I could go around and be miserable. I am not a recluse and I need my burdened time.






They, with their atrocious light emitting idols have taken over the night as well. Find a dark corner to have a sulk and you'll find a creep making faces of mirth and holding it (for Satan's sake!) to capture that moment (for the hate of Hades!) in those crap they call cameras and phones!

Only three things gave me a satisfied melancholy:
That one left out human who used to take the picture who didn't have a grin too nice
And the rosy red cheeks of all the posers that gave me a healthy appetite,
With the fact that I was the living dead around,
There was no chance of a picture of my dreadful face to be found.
The rush of grieved enjoyment I used to feel!







It's a craze, more addicting than politics and far reaching than hate. And it has disrupted my life... I mean my death, which is horrid. I have to find out what the exhilaration is all about or this could slay me. Perishing at such a young age, I would be bringing shame to my whole familial. 😲

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