The Woman In Black

A woman in black She follows the gravel Disheveled from dirt rocks and the clattering bumps of holes as followed surrounded by death the woman runs past closing her eyes tightly shut to afraid to play her little game of peek-a-boo they thus consume her thoughts uggghhh there are voices the voices why…. Her hands grasps her head The voices they begin to whisper You deserve death!! Go to Hell with me !! Plaguing her sanity Rebelling such a mere religion Such As Christianity A devil ready for the play The woman reaches for her bag She grabs the knife Her eyes filled with tears Thus A woman in black She who followed the gravel Disheveled from dirt rocks and the clattering bumps of holes as followed surrounded by only death