if my world is a vampire why do i stick my neck out like a giraff's? just to get it bit and have the life sucked out of me so here i am left for the dead i'm on my back thinking did i have a good enough run to call it quits now? if I died here would I be remembered? would anyone even care, would they even notice i was gone? should i fight for my life? these are questions a dying man askes himself i've been told your most alive confronting death now i understand this vulgar statement