Will I allow you to drag me down?

Will I allow you to hurt me now?

Will I spend the rest of my life wondering what I did this time?

Or will I stand up and walk away?

I am worthless,

I am foolish,

I am a disgrace.

Thank you for enlightening me.

I never would have known.

Credited as the first modern vampire poem, "Der Vampir" caused a scandal when it was published in 1748. This short poem by Heinrich August Ossenfelder has strong erotic overtones: a man whose love is rejected by a respectable and pious maiden threatens to pay her a nightly visit, drink her blood by giving her the seductive kiss of the vampire and thus prove her that his teaching is better than her mother's Christianity.

I bounce
I shout
I jump for joy
I laugh
I run
I'm so happy
that it's no longer fun
I annoy
I destroy
I can't stop
but I enjoy
I'm manic
and stuck
in a too happy place
I'm crazy happy

Raevynn
February 20, 2002

Allan Menzies, 22, used to view the vampire film, Queen of the Damned, over and over and over. He admitted that he had obsessively watched his "queen," Akasha, more than 100 times. His fixation on her and his beliefs about how this cruel vampire stepped out of the role and into his life to barter for his soul eventually turned deadly.

I miss you, dark angel,
In ways I never thought
I would;
As A cup-companion,
A partner in adventures,
Confidant & co-conspirator,
Fellow-lover of pseudo-life:
We hunted together
In the shadows, the cloak of the night.
Even though Another wooed me towards the Light,
Seduced me for time into the Day.
But it did not last,
The sun set.
You remind of the patient Darkness
In my own soul;
The windows which, drawn, could be curtained
Or withdrawn to show a glimmer of shuttered light.