INSOMNIA

Left my sleep in dimapur. Now I'm a vampire, pale like the moon, my eyes have two wells of sin, they call it dark circles, my voice turned husky and sunlight barely touches my skin... I want to be visible but people see me like a shadow on a foggy day. Oh how I desire to be crystal clear like the still lake humans haven't ruined yet. Maybe I shall wait for a soul who doesn't misinterpret me.