In moonlit feeds where shadows scroll, A velvet vampire hunts those who glow. “Sweet empath, bare your tender soul, One sip of your likes will make me whole!” He drains the hearts with witty quips, Turns their gentle light to ego sips, He’s dressed in the devils filter’s kiss, “Who needs the sun? Just one more like!” Yet wise ones whisper through the night: Don’t feed the beast with every bite. Starve the ego, dim the screen, Let vampires thirst in their own scene. For blood is cheap, but joy is gold; Unliked and free, the heart stays bold. Ive created this work using AI as medium. Ive been heavily inspired by my own experience with the pandemic of narcissists I’ve faced in this modern era, where vampires are not just characters from fantasy books anymore, but dark hearts that feast on empathy and vulnerability.