My first poem in ages- actually, the first thing I've written for months. Oh well. As ever, R&R!

Not much of a Helsing, are you?

Swift silent step

(Which you never hear)

Sharp swift bite

(Which you never feel)

Drinking down milk

And bathing in blood

You refuse to believe

It was ever anything

Other than this

And trip over the corpses

Left out on the floor

While you're faithfully screaming

For much, much more

Didn't you know

Couldn't you see

This stake given to you

Would set you free

Why didn't you know

Why couldn't you see

As you killed yourself

It was never meant for you