Description: Death of a young girl, a man (me) is present at her burrial
A Red Moon Rises -------------------------------------------
When the moon turns red, a young woman dies
The endless hollow beatings of a dead heart echoes through fog shrouded woods
Red tears of pain drip from my eyes
The soundless splash of wet blood hits a small clump of green grass
Then the rains begin
They begin throwing dirt upon your oaken coffin
Her body which held the life and beauty of an angle
Her brown hair and dark green eyes that glowed through the night’s mist
Her image slowly burns into my minds eye, searing my eyes until they sting
The sound of spades begins to slow and stop
The dirt muddy and red holds her in its embrace
As I turn away my black coat swirls and I walk way forever in tears