The Vampires Garden

Black hardened eyes cold & dry,
Staring out into night,
Looking into a puddle of blue,
Reflecting the moon dangling in the sky,
No reflections
of a vampires existence of life,
Blood dripping down the cold stones,
Turning the puddle into a pool of blood,
Streaming down the cold stone,
Crimson under the moon,
Teeth sinking into skin & bone,
White roses painted scarlet,
Creature walking through a vampires garden,
Stands bloods guardians,
Guarding the door,
Roses red & vibrant scattered across a hollow white floor,
Flowers blooming under the heavy mist rolling in from under a greenhouse door,
Screaming, bleeding,
from the veins fangs tore,
feeding the darkest roots,
Awaking a cursed earth,
Blooming into a cynical spirits restless wasteland.