Vampires Are Just Depressed Clowns

Vampires Are Just Depressed Clowns

Just like a nightmare,
or a little kids' fantasy,
the 'clowns' come out
from the not real majasty.

And they lurk amung the shadows
like the ghosts of old friends.
They don't say a word.
These morbid creatures don't need to pretend.

Their bright make up is gone,
replaced with black.
They hid behind a dark mask to never turn back.
They all do the same; hide in the shadows all day.
And unlike old fables, they're really quite tame.
Although the fangs are menecing,
and the habits are odd,
they don't find water replenishing.
But blood to them...
is God!