What's it like

sometimes I dream what if I get bit on my neck, and the vampire says fuck!, because it would see, not my blood, but my soul be released, too much melancholy, pain would be pleasure, pain for vampire, pleasure for me, finally getting rid of the reality, more open outlet to breathe, as anyways the pollution is killing me, atleast the thought of it sets me free, I don't know where I'm going with this, I could actually think clearly because of this, I'm incapable to write unless I feel feverish, gothic, centred thoughts are here, I think I don't know many things, but the thought of this brought me peace....