The Night

A shriek, A muffled scream, A thump Wicked dreams. A touch. Sparks fly Never a good thing. Whispers vibrating around Do you hear that crazy sound? Fire breaks As night falls Crimson running The way your tears spilled onto your cheeks Right before your heart stopped. I breathe deeply Sigh softly I cry the way you used to But it's not enough. It gleams under the moonlight, your shadow stalks me as i whimper I stop I ponder What can I do? To stop you... or maybe, its just to late. but ill try either way. To save myself And get you some help Help... a foreign term to me. when i need it most-gone when i need it least-there When I try hard enough I'm fine all i need is me.