Metaphoric

The soul awakens

            Sets the ghost free

Frightened and alone

            Desperate to understand

It looks around

            Scared of what it sees

The shadows jump

            Alive and threatening

Silence permeates

            Throbbing its nothingness

Screams out

            So much pain

The velvet embraces

            Tightly wrapped

Small comfort

            Struggles within

Slanting roughly

            Turns inside out

Destiny awaits

            It beckons

Temptation abounds

            Silently alluring

That longing pull

            Needing it so

The dream wants

            Waiting for its fill

The choice needs to be made

            Maddening division abounds

Fuck the past

            maimed from above

That iron grasp

            Tore it loose

Sign of the day

            Brightly luminescent

Laying scattered

            Torn without hesitation

Broken asunder

            Creeping mightily

The long and striking voice

            Battering without measure

Crooning that place