Bloodlust

Look up! It wasn't that bad.  
Don't overreact, just getting started!
 
Blood traces all across your face.  
Following them with My finger.  
So eager to taste.  
From the tip of My dagger.  
 
Blood mixed with tears.
A cocktail
Luxury drink for the most evil  
 
A Beast
Not visible in daylight
Closed eyes
Too scared to see what's coming.  
 
To afraid of being forced to remember
what the monster looks like deep within Me
 
Blood running down My face,  
Their traces running
down My naked skin.
The smell of My sweat dancing  
Intoxicating
Hands running, touching Self
Over and over again
 
You're still breathing
So soon I'll have another run
Human drink for the most evil.  
 
A luxury, for the Beast I carry