Stir In The Night

Hallow sought minds, Tried to smuther his fear.
His screams called murder,
From eyes, Poured tears,
Told a story of terror,
One so hard to belive.
all could be done
was wipe tears with ones sleave.
What has woken you child
I head your scream.
This house of ours
Is not what is seems.
There is a man,
Over there,
Who Had something to say.
Told me this was his home Once
And It shall remain so today.

With a sigh they would tell,
A child to ease.
That the voices heard,
were that of the trees.
As the door closes,
the last sliver of light retreat
His eyes cant be seen clear
can hear his heart beat.
Told you they would hear me not.
For this I cant be blamed
Try to forgive,
ease hearts untame
I will Help You.