Saturday, November 6, 2010

"Wraith"



They greeted me with death,
As she kissed my lips,
They drilled holes in my roots,
Now she clutched my heart,
They showed me their might,
I bowed to their tunes,
They held me with a string,
Nothing I could do to rescue my soul,
But I stood up for my dream to battle out my war,
They knocked my head,
She ruptured into my skin,
They crushed her wraith,
And she lost her charge,
Sorely I crept along the street, to find her shade,
To love her again, to embrace her again . . . .