#7 The Banshee

After all the wailing

And gnashing of teeth

There’s no point in being violent

From now on

With my spirit long gone

All my screams will be silent

Into The Wind

As my life passes me by

I lose the will to even try

So I raise my hands to the sky

And scream why me, you arsehole, why?

The Pits

Darkness
swirls
inside
the pit of
emptiness
as it
screams
and
sprawls
around
me

Perhaps
I should
take
heart
now
that the
pit of
loneliness
is
behind
me

The Blood Red Moon

Wide
awake
night
after
night
screaming
at the
ghostly
twilight
trying
with all
of my
might
to summon
the courage
to continue
the fight

 

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