little boys tell tales

little girls spout truths

they dance and dance
 
under the blood red moon




Crippled hands clap in sink

howls  quake the woods

Light flickers off to blind you


Are you lost ?


In here your scared

while out there your hated

suffering from broken soul

shadows lurk in the corner of your gaze


Pen's leak lies across your page

smearing  corrupt chooses

gripping onto  soft resistants 

mouthing  proposals filled with regret




dancing upon a tight rope

balancing horror and courage

falling  off  sinds chills into your skin


broken prayers rot on your tounge




Wings shaking off chains

wrenching apart in triumph

black blood left behind

To  show you the way home