Creatures of the dark,
Here to leave our mark,
Sink our fangs in deep,
Your won’t make a peep,
Your body under our spell,
Spirit descending into hell.

Blood flowing scarlet,
Here on a starlit,
Night in the park,
Jogging alone at dark,
It won’t take long,
No one knows you’re gone.

Disappeared in the night,
Forever gone outta sight.
No one cares to look,
For fear of being took,
One bite is all it takes,
A vampire is what it makes.

Vanessa Kurtz

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vampire-6/