the vampires muse

Reminding me of days long gone
missing the light of dawn.
how can i breathe in your scent
if all i have is spent?
You tell me one thing today
and yet you said another by the bay.
The blood runs as i begin to cry
sighing as it starts to dry.
how am i supposed to understand
when i dont even see where our feet stand?
All the tears i try to hide dont seem to matter
i feel like all i am is your meal on a platter.
so please tell me, what is the point?
i feel all i do is disappoint.
i want to retract my fangs,
before its my soul that hangs