• A role played game leaking blood mixed wax
    Molding a perfect beginning to my disastrous dash
    Whispering in your ear along the way,
    I am to be the owed to pay
    Your midnight scare
    The hangman to lead your way
    Sparing not one dream, ignoring horror wept pleas
    A faltered mind still growing,
    As vile as it may be
    Embracing freedom, comparing along the way
    The thoughts shaping and shifting
    As we bleed to live the day you break
    Your shattered glass bones
    Not near enough to persuade