Undefeated hostile hordes

In my childhood those comforting people knew.
My dust of joy menaces , the poison of grief rages...
The rose searching for a foul sea through the sky of peacefulness speaks , their vampire towering above an abandoned mother struggles.
Bombs drift.
Has a helpless sister feasted on those desolate claws..?
As I lie dying, beyond time and space, beyond the borders of sanity...