Blackness creeps across the
vast and endless fields,
moonlight seeps and spills,
and the darkness...
it never yields.
Slowly I walk toward the towering spire
I call my home,
my heart and my soul
sinking into a seemingly endless mire.
My hair is a muddled, all tussled and tossed....
My voice has been lost
to the cold, lifeless wind.
Midnight edges near as I close the gap ‘tween
myself and my desolate, uninhabited house.
I remember
nearly four years ago I had a friend named Beth,
but I always called her Mouse,
‘cause she was diminutive and small,
but nonetheless,
she was as beautiful as the setting sun.
On a warm summer’s twilight,
I couldn’t stop her from leaving.
No, I couldn’t make her stay,
I couldn’t will her to.
I was heartbroken, destroyed
when I had to kill her.
I knelt down on my knees,
whispered, God forgive me, please.
Then I kissed her goodbye
and I told her corpse furtively
All beauty must die.
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