Vampire depression

The earth is turning black,
a demon on my back,
tells me to get on track,
but I never will.

trees that's been cut down,
the birds don't make a sound,
a smile morphs to a frown,
that will never change.

bring back sunny days,
I will be praying,
for the sun to shine,
on me.

the clouds have all gone grey,
a priest refuse to pray,
my dream starts to decay,
and I wish to die.

a girl tempts me to bite,
she smiles just out of spite,
if the sun shines clear and bright,
I will be dead.

bring back sunny days,
I will be praying,
for the sun to shine,
on me.

my flaws remain un-edited,
and my soul,
ceased to exist.

bring back sunny days,
I will be praying,
for the sun to shine,
on me.

burn me alive again,
I can't stand,
to be here.