Lady Ember's blog: "POETRY"

Night Ritual

By Ember

All around, the dark memories gather.
My dread grows as a shadow falls against my heart.

It hurts me, and darkly my
blood drips to the fallen despairing leaves.

In my madness I scream out my despair
while nothingness surrounds me.

Now alone, my supplication falls upon darkened eyes.

This is my Hell