There's No Way Out

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Aug 31, 2008


The night is dark the moon is dead
Stars hang from ribbons like rope around my head
The raven calls but is not seen
Through midnight fog, shifts distorted dreams
The white wolves snarl and snap their teeth
The moonlight frozen on an vacant street
The pitch black owl with her reflecting eyes
Trying to stand still you become paralyzed
Now everything comes after you
Claws and teeth shine midnight blue
Try so hard to scream and shout
But my dear reader, there's no way out

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  • 16 years ago

    by Phantasmagoria

    That imagery is really pretty awesome ;]

  • 16 years ago

    by StandStill

    There needs to be a way out, jesse..

    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by she

    Jesus is the way out...
    :]