Graveyard poem ( Unknown words etched in stone )
I’m stood here reading
These writings etched in stone
So old now crumbling
Missing words
I’m in the churchyard
Mist surrounds
This ghostly grave
I see his name part of it
But not the year
The verse I see so sinister
Those words are calling
Like he is undead
I get a vision
A tall man dressed in black
I get a feeling
Shivering
I’m shivering
Blood I see it
Falling women
I see them
His name it is speaking
The cold icy chill
Falls upon my neck
It’s as though I was touched
From beyond this grave
I read still further
The words etched in stone
Those words seem to come alive
A life on there own
I stumbled I fell
Cut my wrist
On some brambles their
Drops of my blood fall
Upon the stone
Those words appear
Clearer now
As if by magic
Out of thin air
A tall dark figure standing there
I’m frozen solid
I dare not move
I’m full of fear
My drops of blood fell
I woke him up
Closer now I feel him near
I’m drawn to him
Like I know him
This man in black
His name I know it
But it fragments up
I felt him touch
It’s nice to feel
Cold is his touch
But warm to feel
I feel faint
He touched my neck
I know he hungry
For a bite
He has been asleep
For a century now
I woke him up
My blood fell upon his stone
Those words are clear
“Feed me blood wake me up
And you will receive
Immortal love”
I’m fainter now
He draws my blood
I let him feed on me
I let him love
I’m so helpless
I know his name
My prince of darkness
My Vintas
