Shadow Haven
Louis' Pain
by April Diaz
What have I done?
So many dead,
From the touch of my lips,
From the lick of my tongue.
Yes, they die,
Drained from my kiss.
Never to see life again,
And at times haven't even lived it to the fullest.
Such a terrible death I give them.
The tales they do say,
That I kill without remorse,
I don't feel their pain'
Oh, Ma Chere!
I do.
I can.
I will!
Not only does the kill sorrow me.
One other thing does.
They killed her,
Fed her to the sun.
The doll with the golden curls,
My daughter,
My lover,
Beloved, Claudia.
I have never loved since.
None but my maker.
Lestat,
The fledgling of the mysterious Magnus.
And Armand I too have loved,
He loved me in return as well.
Though Often I wonder why they would ever love me.
A vampire with a “lingering respect for life”.
My mortal death ad my new life,
Gave me such pain.
Who would have known I would kill,
In such numbers and ways.
My victims go to heaven.
And I one day,
In hell.
Yes, to look *Memnoch in the face.
I belong there.
I will be punished
Just as I am punished now.
With who I am.
A vampire with regret.
I, Louis,
Merciful Death.