Spirit lost to nights fangs

Vampires there everywhere biting but unseen 
Taking me from one emotional step to the next that’s not the same 
I suddenly feel emotionally drained 
Is my brain the vampire that just sometimes gives up and that’s the poison I taste 
Or is it something different like another species Bactria or race without a face 
         It’s like one minute I’m happy then the next life is moving at a different pace 
and the poison is taking phase after phase until it finds spirits broken stage 
       Is it the world sucking me dry or did I somehow send out an unwanted invite 
    Did I tell my mind it’s ok do keep riding this ride 
or see deeper and seek the current and what’s behind 
             If I give away my time to help the neighbor then I’m willing to let that blood go 
But seriously is there anyone that sees and feels the pain of the spirit I know 
     The rollercoaster more than emotions but that inspire sometimes dark but sometimes senses that glow 
Like a revelation of something we figure that others might not know 
      Or the empathy to at least help others branch and grow with no loss of compass for a spiritual home 
             Made sure I know my spirit will not beat but flow 
So long as I let the inside and limbs continue to outgrow my time I spend and how my blood grows 
      The things I hold dear and things I know when to plug my nose