"Sire" by Sarah Amelia Decker

You ingore my tears of blood,

Like you did my screams that night.

When you pulled me kicking and screaming from my carriage.

T glare at you through my tears,

Oh, how I hate you.

You didn't remember me.......

Sure I've changed,

These new times and technologies.

My short, black locks, no longer long, waist length, auburn waterfall.

My skin pale with years of no sun.

Also the scars that now litter my skin.

I watch you at this gathering.........

Waiting.............

Waiting for my chance to kill.

I take my house into the hearing with me.

Unusal for a sire to share power.

I was never a normal vampire.

Though I don't regret being changed,

I regret not killing you long ago,

Before you.............................

..........killled the old me.