Cowardly bloodsuckers

Yielding, reaching, prodding, preaching.

Untold answers in far away pastures.

Budding prospects turning suspect to piece by piece peel away hope or reason.

Excusing the excuses made for pity's sake.

Fearful stuttering stepping towards nothing.

Giving in to giving up, to save face from no one...the vampires win.

Trading for everlasting night and sorrow to avoid the eventual inevitible.

To exist forever by merely existing.

The facade of lovely bloody reckless abandon to cover fear of truly living towards an end. 

Lying, breathing, heart still beating.

Don't take the easy way out.

Could you really live with yourself if you did?

Songwriting experiment

Looking for something to find,

Fighting for someone to lie,

Searching for someone to hold,

Melting for something to mold.