My Second Chance
In the wake of a full moon
When men search for their beloved
And wolves are in their fullest potential
Surged from the strength of the moonlight
A murder of passion is committed
Hidden in the darkness from the eyes of man
Yet I see the act of rage occur
Now I wage war against the death of my own
They say I’m safe
Hidden from the world‘s eyes
Living in the image of one that is inexistent
Needless to say I am dead
Yet I feel I her eyes
Salvage and study my every move
Now I’m scared of my shadow
And wondering how one night changed my life
I hear her foot steps in my dream
Running away from her dead lover
And a few steps towards
And I realize it is not a dream
She is reaching out to take my life
And I have no power over her
I hear the sound of a gunshot
And realize that the blood is mine
Never knew fear like this before
Now I’m awake in apprehension
Oh my God it was a dream
For me it’s more than that
It’s a second chance at life and love
A full moon is soon approaching
For my new life I rejoice
Copyright © Comfort Eboigbe | Year Posted 2012
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