The darkness took over her soul,
She's engaging through the moon that's full.
Another night of anguish, in the midst of it all.
Headed for a reckless fall.
Into the realm her spirit flows,
With all that is going on, she knows.
Counteracting with the nightmares,
One by one she is dragged by her hair.
Knocking on heavens door,
I think that she's been there before.
Faced upon her demons once more.
Flickering sensations, to the core.
Headed for a reckless fall,
One by one, or take it all.
She Lingers on her last fallen breath.
Downcast to her pitied death.
Antipathy is all around,
Horrific images without a sound.
She Carries forth her wilted rose.
The one she kept inside her heart, lingering on so now she knows.
Deplorable ghosts, in her way.
Catching butterflies, is not okay.
They are the good spirits, left behold.
They are leaving messages, to be told.
Sometimes, life brings no harm.
Sometimes, death is to be alarmed.
The light that switches off and on.
Are signs out there to be strong.
An armour of justice can't be found.
A troop of unfortunates, all around.
Dig the soil from the besotted ground.
Guard your people from this town.
Spirits form a horrifying holler, twist your fate upon this dollar.
Always capture what was last seen.
Make sure that you trust only the human beings.
Never trap your mind into its fate.
If you sleep to long, time may be to late.
Follow the path that leads to life.
Better yet, hold on tight to that knife.
Never take for granted that you will never die.
Count down your last fallen moments, hold your breath and never sigh.
Just one mistake and you all can die.
©terrylin53
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