I, Vampire, a poem written by Freya Pickard at Spillwords.com
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I, Vampire

I, Vampire

written by: Freya Pickard

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I understand emptiness
I feel no fear
no pain
no joy
no sorrow
I am hollowed out inside
what used to live within
has long since fled
yet still, I am not dead
unable to care
to be concerned
no heart beats within my breast
no hormones surge inside
I feel nothing –
unliving yet undead

Freya Pickard

Freya Pickard

JULY 2022 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Pushcart Prize nominee, Freya Pickard, is the quirky, unusual author of The Kaerling series, an epic fantasy set in the strange and wonderful world of Nirunen. A cancer survivor, she writes mainly dark fantasy tales and creates expressive poetry in order to leach the darkness from her soul. Her aim in life is to enchant, entertain and engage with readers through her writing. She finds her inspiration in the ocean, the moors, beautifully written books and vinyl music (particularly heavy metal and rock). She enjoys Hatha Yoga, Bhangra and Yogalates and in her spare time creates water colours and pastel drawings of the worlds in her head.
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