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