For countless year I have witnessed friends wither away

The world I was born into no longer exists

Magic slowly dried up from the core of the human soul

Words they speak I cannot understand

Words that mean nothing to my heart

Words that hurt my soul

They hunted down my loved ones

I am the last of my kind

The last hunders of years

I spent endlessly consumed by my loneliness

On every night I continue to wander

With nothing but my hate

In this endless dark void

Will I be hunted next?

Has humanity lost faith in vampires?

I doubt the answer would matter

I doubt that I would even care

I hide away

In the depths of the ever shrinking forest

Shall I step into the sun?

Shall I melt away?

Shall I end it already?

The sun rises slowly

Hesitantly I look as the world I once called home

Is illuminated by the everglowing brightness

Is this it?

Will I truly step into the light?

I step outside the shadow I once called home

No longer scared of death itself

I reach my hand out into this light

My pale fingers melt away

I hold them back with a painfull look on my face

My sadden expression longing to meet my friends again

I gaze at the sun slowly rising

Its light illuminates my pale skin and red lips

My body starts burning

It hurts

It really hurts

The burning sensation on my pale skin

I slowly faint on the ground unable to return

To the shadows where I belong

I reach my hand once again

To the memories

Of those I hold dearest to my heart

That hand burns to ashes

Leaving nothing but the burnt bones

My lifeless hand falls to the grass below

Leaving ashes below it

My pale face burns to ashes

I no longer feel pain anymore

I am a skeleton on the forest grass

Slowly to be consumed by the grass growing around me

The wind carries my ashes into the sky

This is what's left of me.