Vampires

Vampires are creatures of the night
People say not to trust them
That they are evil

When i found my first vampire
I was scared
His eyes glowing the colour of blood
On that dark night
His eyes where visible across the field

He was coming closer
To where i lay
Then infront of me
The bodies of my loved ones
Soon my body would be added to that pile

When he reached me
His clothes were stained with blood
He kneeled infront of me
Leaning over the pile
His fangs sunk deep into my neck
I could hear the sound of the blood
Being drained from my body

I was not fully dead
But he put my face between his cold hands
Twisted my head
I didn't feel much pain as i was wandering
At least my death was at the hand
Of a man i trusted so much