GOTTA HAVE FAITH,

it’s a rage like no other,  bubbling within the core of my being - it always has and i’m damn sure that it always will.     a rage that manifests into forms of violence, handy as a vampire slayer.    it’s a rage that eases with every hit i cast into vampire’s face.       pinning him down on the cemetery ground, my fingers curl as fist forms, launching punch swiftly to his jaw with a smirk.    i always did like it on top ; i intend to stay here.      something cathartic in the violence, a release of everything i kept hidden.