I walk the night alone and cold. When dawn comes I run towards the darkness.
I shall not step foot into the light for I will burn with the light. I will never be of the light. I am of the darkness and as it becomes night I shall emerge from the darkness and have the night to play with. For I am a vampire and I would burn with the dawn if I see this light I shall run.

darkangel, is this a poem or the beginning of a short story?

wow nice...it could be both a poem and the beginning of a short story