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The light of the candle flickers, much as my life

Old alone and lonely, how I miss my wife

Lost many years past, my family long gone

Haunting my dreary nights the only respite being dawn



I can speak of it now, no longer afraid

Of what happened that day or the choices I made

It should have been I who was chosen

Were it not for the drink that I found so ambrosian



A day in the snow, my wife, daughter and I

I remember the taste of the air, the color of the sky

We stopped for a meal at the roadside lodge

A superb wine did my reason dislodge



Glass after glass I did drink

Not caring what my family did think

They wanted to make angels in the snow

I wanted to drink; how I wished them to go!



Outside they went angry and hurt

Inside I stayed, senses no longer alert

Hours, it seemed, came and went

Money and senses, gone and spent



I stepped outside in the cold frigid air

Looking for signs of my family that weren't there

I searched in the dark snow up to my knees

No trace of my wife and child, none I did see



Exhausted and drunk on the snow I did fall

In the cold mountain air I heard a call

A small wail calling my name

I listened and there was more but not quite the same



A demonic laugh, a mocking voice

Turning towards the sound, I had little choice

"They are mine now" said the mouth dripping with blood

His feet hovered above the half frozen mud



At my feet he tossed a broken rag doll

My child's toy in the snow before me did fall

"I have my fill", said he "I?ll leave you alone"

"The day will come, when I come for your bones"



I have never spoken of what befell me that day

Who would believe a single word that I say?

A drunken vision of the undead

A Vampire!  They'd laugh and call me sick in the head



But now the years have left me dry

How I've thought of my family and oh how I've cried!

I have lived with the guilt and my deep sense of loss

I have thought of what was taken and at what cost



I know that my time is nearly spent

These old bones of mine broken and bent

I know that my reception shall be in hell

For what I let happen, for all I do tell



I know it the more, after what happened last night

Listen close and I'll speak of a horrible sight

That shook me and left me filled with fright

It left a chill in my blood and seized my heart tight



I looked toward the window as I heard the wind howl

Thinking I left it open, my rush slowed to a crawl

As through the pane I saw my daughter somehow

Dead eyes, red lips and a moonlight pall



Below on the ground staring up at me

Two other bodies, pale as she

Grinned and jeered as I looked down to see

What I realized was Hell's own family



What once was my daughter, growled without peril

Grinning demonic with a look that was feral

"Daddy, daddy, I want you to play in the snow"

I fought with all my strength against the urge to go



"Daddy?  Can you please bring me my Dolly?"

"I have missed her since you brought death down upon me"

Oh the guilt and horror and fright!

"C'mon Daddy, I want a kiss goodnight!"



"Be gone!" I screamed into the night

As I closed my eyes; shut them closed tight

I opened them again almost against my might

No trace of them, gone, all gone from sight



But tonight, tonight they shall come

And I think perhaps that tonight they have won

Tonight, I don't think to shun

What once I loved under light of the sun



So now you know, my tale is told

Crazed words from one that is old

I hate to leave you now my most stable friend,

But I have a visit to which I must attend.