Here She Will Die
She walks in a shadow of fear On the brim of death she walks the tightrope between silence and madening screams treading softly through this all-to-well-known forrest of forgotten love now comes a discovery of blackness, it engulfs her everymove nothing here has survived blacknes and wilderness all around impervious to the shadows around her, she trudges on a howl in the background a scream on the trail darkness still engulfs her satisfied with this and nothing more, she sits upon the remainings of a lightening stricken tree hands folded in her lap eyes fixed on the path she has come from a blank stare remains on her face she will sit and wait here for his answer she will sit here for countless days waiting for his gentle outline, to apear between the darkness and the billowing trees here she will remain, here she will stay here she will die. Written April 13th, 2002 © on Apr 13 2002 11:56 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"She walks in a shadow of fear..."