Through a forest a young girl jogs
\nchasing the sounds of cries and sobs
\nBut then, poor Dana, she’s chased after
\nThey grab her ankles and scream with laughter<\/p>\n
Earth attacked by alien fleets
\nWho mame and kill out on the streets
\nNothing compared to what’s in store
\nWhile two men fight to end the war<\/p>\n
A drunken man who shoves and swears A day of flirting and celebration A mythical creature on a journey A girl who cries in a hospital bed Throughout the house a family sleeping A nurse treats fingers, toes and tongues So many things I want to write Through a forest a young girl jogs
\naccidentally<\/em> stumbles down the stairs
\nForced upon Janine: a hobby
\nFinding a place to hide the body<\/p>\n
\nThe look in his eyes, an indication
\nLike something a thriller writer wrote
\nHe wraps his hands around her throat.<\/p>\n
\nSuffers from loneliness and worry
\nAt last, she finds the one she needs
\nUpon the ground he screams and bleeds<\/p>\n
\nScared and abused by the dead.
\nHer story waiting to be told
\nBut for now, It’s put on hold.<\/p>\n
\nThey can not hear the muffled screaming.
\nA mother tries to save her kids
\nShadowed hands on their eyelids.<\/p>\n
\nA sigh of air escapes her lungs
\nSoon, she will go home to face it
\nThe secret locked within her basement<\/p>\n
\nLike battles fought and gifted sight
\nBut now, until the series ends,
\nWith a pen and ink, I kill my friends<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\nchasing the sounds of cries and sobs
\nBut then, poor Dana, she’s chased after
\nThey grab her ankles and scream with laughter<\/p>\n