Heart, mind, body and soul

You come in.
Black shadow draped against the wall.
A smile is loosely hung on your cold lips.
Your hands are frozen, white and scabby.
With scratches forced into them like needles.
You grab me with your dead stare.
It sends shivers down my spine.
You hold me.
I'm shaking.
I scream as your teeth sink in.
My blood is running down my face.
I feel cold.
I am drained of every last drop.
As I fall to the ground you laugh.
I am dead like your heart, mind, body and soul.