The darkness grew
Just when she had no clue.
Awoken bu the owl's hoot
She rushed to the window and stared blankly
She stared unknowingly.
There was an uncanny feeling
There was a weird reeling.
The wind gushed
Like it was in a rush
Leaves floated in air
With no responsibilities to bear
The eerie feeling,felt good
Somehow,with her,it could
Communicate.
Elucidate.
The feeling within her
As she clenched the soft fur
Of the teddy she got last summer
It gave her the courage to leave it behind
To let her unwind
The rusted mechanisms that lay
Within her mind's play.
In the dream she walked
When nothingness talked
Past that lonely bench,that quirky tree
Which gave her new visions to see
The world in a new wave
The future in a new gaze
The future that would be bright
The future that would bring white light.
The surroundings became cold
The darkness grew
But she wasn't afraid,because she knew
That it was the fear within
It was the fear of her mind-made sin.
The moon was above
Her guidance was love
She knew they wouldn't leave her
She knew she could trust them.
In bliss she turned around
To see that nothing was found
No bench ,no tree
No hum of any honey-bee
The moon hid behind big dark clouds
The clouds that just enhanced
Her already heavy breathing
The floating leaves,lay on the ground,dead
They squeaked and had all turned red
The owl had disappeared
And the wind chased behind her
The thing,she most feared
She ran,she ran,she ran
She hopped ,skipped ,jumped
Through puddles and roads that bumped
Up and down,up and down,up and down
But all that increased ,was her frown
Panicked,she fell down
To find,that she was on the edge of the town
She heard a peculiar tune
She recalled them saying ''You will hear it again,soon''.
This was the time.
This was when her life would rhyme
Along with them,along with the tune,along with her fear
She knew she had to run along that same way
She knew,now she would not have a say
But a choice is not what she wanted
She wanted to show them,she was not for granted
Wiping her tears,she walked.
She walked back.
To them.Through the thorns.
Through those nasty unborns.
She faced them eye to eye.
She knew.
It was their time to cry.
In a dream she walked
When nobody talked
And the darkness grew
When she laid the clue.
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