Bloody fantasy

She waits and watches in the dead of night….

Alone in a never ending darkness….

She watches as the people walks and converse…

Wanting to become one of them…

Or... at least...

Wanting someone to understand and feel pity…

She waits in insanity...searching for a friend...a purpose….

She follows and stalks in the night gracefully…

She finds her victim and feeds…

All while praying for a savior...or an angel..?

This is the bloody fantasy…

Of the nighttime vixen….