WASH AWAY MY SORROW

Wash away my sorrow and pain.

Let it flow the streets with the rain.

The ocean takes it far away

To places, we cannot say.

Where no one can feel its sharpened sting

Or know the infliction it may bring.

Let the rain grow harder with might,

Hailing on this dark, fateful night.

I want to be free of all traces

Of unwanted feelings and faces.

My body grows cold from the rain,

Standing clean and free from the pain.

I hold my head high to the wet spray

as it turns into a mist of gray.

Once the faucet has shut for the night,

I’m left at peace with the coming light.

I AM FREE

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Floating in the dark of night

After the birds take flight.

Out in the sea, I drift alone,

Where no one else dares to roam.

Tears fall upon my face

As they step up their pace.

Flooded with grief and despair.

I free my braid and cut chunks of hair.

I don’t need to be a beauty anymore.

He’s walked out of the proverbial door.

I am free to drift with the night or

Visit the depths of the ocean floor.

No one searches for me.

I take a step, I’m free.

CAN I ESCAPE END HOUSE?

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The night is here

and much too soon.

Darkness descends

with the full moon.

I shiver from the cold

as a strong wind whips past.

The moon hovers closer.

I hope this doesn’t last.

Dark shadows gather.

Trees fade in the mist.

Night has won again.

I can’t handle this.

The moon’s glare defeats me.

I retreat to my lair.

With the wind at my back,

I must escape from here.

THE DEAD GAME

LOST

Night turns into day,

Day turns into night.

I feel myself sway,

As I hold onto the light.

The night numbs me,

Frighteningly cold.

The days rush by

As I grow old.

I prefer the day

When the sun shines.

The night can be fey,

Dark streaking the pines.

Night turns into day.

Day turns into night.

Days become gray,

I have no more

strength to fight.