Empty Home

In this empty home sadness roams and hate is born. in this empty home there is a presence a soul that forever mourns. listen to these walls they tell tales of a time not long ago of a heart so cold and an evil so old. listen to the breeze and the whispers of the withering trees listen to the stories they breath. only the truth will set this soul free and show it peace. in this empty home there is a past a heart as fragile as glass. many years spent sorrowful years born of many tears and love hid in fear. the truth is here now be at peace and close your eyes my dear you are free.But in" My" home and world the souls renewed. No more crying for me. Maybe a tear for you. The vampires must retract their fangs. Can have no more blood from within these veins. Move forward ahead in time but... Hark! I'll Bang my head from dusk till final dark!