Free Hand

Ghost hums, his sweet little lullaby Lulls her to sleep Even when she is black and brown Sore from being beat He wipes away those spent tears As she shakes late at night Her fear feeds his sorrow As he holds her tight Screaming and fighting Trying to escape Hangs his head, not wanting to watch For he already knows her fate Dried blood on her cheek Fresh pain in her eyes Soon she will not fear at all For soon she will have died Moon shines on her face Pleading to be free He kisses her lips softly For soon she will be with he The dark night has come Her screams is what he'll hum It will take only moments For her life to come undone Time slowly comes Whimpering on the floor she lays Covered in her blood Her nightmares come out to play He holds her hands Which are slowly growing cold And he smiles at her, letting her know That when her life drains out It is a free hand he will hold......