Soul-Sucker

Drenched in Night’s
sultry mystique
prowling among the
the beguiled masses
you gravitate
towards those
empathic stars
glimmering bright
Employing Death’s
alluring magnetism
you sink your fangs
into their hard-earned sanity
draining their confidence
poisoning their vitality
until you discard
each gaslighted victim’s
rotting husk
Intoxicated from their
sanguine energies
you’re not prepared
for my dark star soul
allowing yourself to be
seduced by my light
while I conceal my darkness
Unleashing my depraved depths
laced with tenacity’s hellfire
I corkscrew into your
fragile ego
burying you alive behind
closed coffin lids
Tell me, darling
how does it feel to have your
psyche shattered?
how does it feel when your victim
bites back?
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