Cemetery Ballerina

Where there was light she made dark
And wherever she fled, she brought with her the

Dead

Memories fall on her like rain, and she shared her

Pain

Is what she carried, and buried deep within her

Sorrows

She has many, while she dances through cemeteries
Digging up old bones, picking off roted

Flesh

She tore it off, of skeletons buried beneath her fragile feet
Dancing gracefully,
emptily
on the cold dirt
And when blood stained her feet
She fell

Deep

Into the hell
She'll never let go.