Do you hear the cries? The mournful song
Never Really Will
Seal this hollow tomb And dry the tears
Distress
Your hand clings to me In this moment of distress I am glad That you are here With me -Kel Dayheart
Choices
The best laid plan will unhinge Cool and calm will boil away With fury's rage, clear- thinking escapes The only fighting chance is to decide now. Make sure it's the right one. Don't want to be wrong, do you? -Kel Dayheart
First and Last
Haunted eyes look calculating As they plot their gruesome deeds
Flock Together
Mourning dove lost in the hearth Died warmly in another's arms
House of Horrors
Hall of mirrors Marble hands reach out
Haiku #9
Demons creep around Twisting shadows with my fears Until fears consume
Ash to Dust
Ash to ash Dust to dust
Tear-stained Pillow
The worst thoughts are those you cannot escape
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