Nosferatu

The smell was acrid and yet metallic

The darkness of the night was a backdrop of infinity

The rhythmic sounds soon became very vocalic

Clearly understandable and interpret-able not to be a Trinity

Slowly and meticulously with no err for safety or caution

The motions around and wisps of pungent metallic air

Still undeterred the hunt for any safety or precaution

A moment's hesitation paused enough for a glamoured stare

Like masked rodent caught in the hypnotic gaze of a lights shining beam

No will power left in my mere mortal mind that quickly I consented with no apparent fight

A cold piercing of power and sheer force, left my mouth gaping with not a scream

Paralyzing my body, mind and soul, too weak too even squeak out of sheer fright

A sudden warm and heating source was flowing through my capillaries and veins

A darkness overshadowing me with the strong metallic and acrid scent

The heat now leaving and sudden aches are present, and my pounding heart pains

Only a mere matter of time, possibly minutes or mere seconds until my blood has been spent

Never a sight I saw only smells of death and rotting corpses that I know now

Thinking back now, it was so silly of me, to think I'm invincible from any enemy

A Harvard graduate with top honors was me, better know as a labelled highbrow,

Only to be fooled and cursed for a lifetime, by a being only known as an archenemy.

Matthew 07/29/2019 1:06 AM

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