The Little Girls Abyss
Ever since I was young
I always had this dream
About a little girl who lived next door
Who drowned in a nearby stream
I don't know what possessed me
But I always knew one day
She would turn up at my door
And ask me out to play
I mentioned it to my parents
They said "listen" and sat me down
"It happened before we moved here
Her bigger sister let her drown"
The family we bought the house from
Moved on from the fear of this
Their teenage daughter suffered nightmares
And dreamt of a wet abyss
Many years have passed
I am now well into my teens
But this aura that still surrounds me
Everywhere I look she's seen
One evening I went to shower
As normal I pulled back the screen
I turned to look in the mirror
She was there, staring back at me
There was an incredible similarity
She looked like me when I was young
Now having shown herself, is it over
Or has it really just begun
These Dreams
She wakes every night
around the same time
Shivering and sweating as 3am chimes
This nightmare she carries fills her with fear
As every night draws her death she feels near
At eighteen years old with her whole life ahead
What attracts these dreams as she sleeps in her bed
The nightmares increase as the weeks pass by
To a party she's invited as she gives life a try
Her previous nightmares seem a distant past
As she dances the night away praying that this is the last
She indicates it's late to home she must head
In the back of her mind is the dreams that she dreads
She takes a shortcut only to hear footsteps behind
Before she knows it there are two by her side
Taunting in ridicule down a dark alley they lure
Screaming and scratching this daughter so pure
To a darkened room with this evil of two
To her naked flesh as they do as they do
Her eyes start to close and the last thing she sees
Through a small basement window a clock face strikes three
This Freedom Feeling
Naked she lay
Head bowed, kneeling
Holding a black feather
This
freedom feeling
Earlier that day
With the ravens she flew
This
angel of the dark
Having returned to the true
Her devious
deeds
Darkness delights
What turned this angel
From poisoning
the light
Beside her they land
Two disciples of black
Heads
bowed also
Intelligence ravens don't lack
She stands upright
On
discarded feathers
Their plumage changes
United together
Awaiting Deathly Veil
In drained stare
Manacled and bare
Vixens two
Deadened despair
Their
victim sits
Punctured and pale
As a last tear falls
Awaiting
deathly veil
Living becomes ashen
Her pertness fails
Their
darkness glee's
Her soul now sails
Blue black dark
Now
haunts her eyes
These naked vixens
Shrieking cries
A body
once lived
Her spirits now flown
Another life awaits
Beside the
dark ones throne
Just a Colour
Once free
Taken at will
Used and abused
For mans spill
Her crime
To love another
Of a different race
But just a colour
The hooded white
These hidden ones
Hide behind themselves
And their loaded guns
What gave them the right
In that dim-lit barn
This lesson taught
As they take their turn
These brave ones now spent
Having degraded and torn
Now naked and bloodied
Soiled and torn
She now stands manacled
Under a moonlit sky
Bare to the night
Asking herself why
Psycho
Frosted silhouette
Fading impression captured
She screams, cleansed in death
White Wings Outstretched
He kneels, this angel we call Gabriel
His white wings stretched as if in gentle mourn
Reddened skies capture his saddened looks
Rages of red in simmering appease surround
For with him lies a lacerated dark angel
Her naked body arched in death mould
Once a night dancer of the dark
Now an empty soul resting against the white
Her once blackened feathers of he
Dilute, as she is returned to the right
White to the Black
As the years passed as their darkened grip grew
The white right began their searching pursue
Armies they to the black attacked
Fearing nothing but good for freedom they react
Legions of Hades descended on mother earth
Decrying her beauty and saviour so worth
Fortresses they built their base for campaign
For they revelled to he forever to remain
But unknown to the dark white disciples remained strong
For they will fight for their lands for they belong
In masses they approach this darkened keep
Their intention to deliver plight as their light gently weeps
Hour after hour as the battle rages on
Pincer movements never dent this darkened brawn
Suddenly in the afternoon sun, clouds so dark, is evils triumph in stride
Ebony wings many miles wide, above this theatre in gentle glide
Circling as they soar below cobalt steel clouds
Golden Eagles so regal their glides resonate loud
Natures fury awakens as she joins in the cause
Thunder and lightning crashes on their darkened laws
Flames rage through their keep whilst the ground below shakes
Bringing walls and towers down against an redded orange drape
Cries of death resonate through the acrid black air
Whilst the armies of the right in salute stand and stare
These legions from Hades from our world, now gone.