Vampire Nights Poem by Amanda Shelton

Eternity stretching out in front of me.

The rose's dead a long time ago,
they lie in piles of dried petals.

As the brick and mortar crack and crumble, I remain untouched.

Cold bone underneath the stone,
ghosts linger on memories of the living.

Lie me down on a bed of rose's as I remain unchanged, cry me a river and let
me float down the sorrowful tears of my memories.

Eternal nights carry me,
blood bindes me to this life.