Renfield

Master,
Master,
Why do you not come?
Why do I no longer hear you?
Why can I no longer,
Sense your presence,
Have you truly left,
Master,
Abandoned,
Me here,
To suffer,
To what end?
Master,
Come back to me please,
I won’t disappoint you,
I swear,
Just return to me master,
My life is yours,
If you take it,
Perhaps,
You’ll return to me,
Master,
Please,
I beseech you,
Tell me where,
You are so,
I may find you,
So I can hear,
Your thoughts once again,
Feel your thirst for blood,
It’s empty now,
Have you really gone master?
Have I disappointed you so,
That you have perhaps,
Found another,
But there is no other,
Loyal than I,
Master,
Please,
I beg,
Return,
Return to me when the dusk,
And dawn cycle again,
Please come back,
Into the shadows of darkness,
It’s cold without you,
It’s cold,
Master
So very cold

^ alterative to where Renfield lives but Dracula dies but he doesn’t understand that because he’s still loyal and hopeful that his master is out there.

Crimson (Renfield Syndrome)

I was once,

A man,

Bright,

Intelligent,

Now,

I’m,

Locked,

Away,

For,

I am,

Insane,

Dr Seward,

My friend,

Doesn’t understand,

Blood,

Gives me life,

I eat the flies,

My master brings,

So,

I can be,

Strong,

So,

I can,

Escape,

This earthly,

Prison,

My master,

Tells,

In his crimson,

Mist,

To worship him,

Obey him,

And he will,

Send,

All,

The flies,

I can consume,

I obey,

For I love,

My master,

I love,

The taste,

The crunch,

Of those juicy,

Flies,

I learn,

The more flies,

I catch,

I can feed,

The spiders,

They can provide,

Me with,

A larger,

Source,

Of life,

Oh,

It’s exciting,

To experiment,

With one’s ideas,

For the blood is life,

My master,

Told me that,

I must consume,

It all,

Maybe,

I can ask,

My friend,

Dr Seward,

To bring me,

A bird,

To eat the spiders,

I’ve never eaten,

A bird,

I wonder,

If it will be juicy,

And fat,

My master,

Comes,

In the crimson,

Shade,

Speaks,

To me,

And says,

I’ve done,

Well,

Soon,

He might,

Grant me powers,

Like him,

I must,

Continue,

To please him,

And eat,

The flies,

Even,

If my lips,

Are stained,

With their,

Crimson blood