You Come To Me

You come to me to help you learn to live
Again in this world, loud and hard and bright.
To do so, you must learn too to forgive,
To re-embrace what your heart feels is right.
I know that this is hard, this endless fight
Against my kind, the evil, cold, undead,
But as we battle demons in the night
I long to help you rest your weary head.
And in those nights, with our personas shed,
We touch our hands together, friend to friend,
And as I hold you in our passion's bed,
It's some of my own strength I try to lend.
There's room for you to hurt, to need, to grieve --
I'm here. I'll hold you. And I'll never leave.