The Soul Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Apprehension creeps into the soul like a midnight fog.
To relish the comforting memory of once upon a time is a fairy tale.
And halfheartedly trying to still the restlessness in a soul that is thicker than a bog.
Foreboding and gruesome are the details that are given to it in a twisted tale.

Bewildered at the very thought of the thoughts entering the mind.
Scattering common sense and damning the modest words one is supposed to speak.
To be dignified and sensible is hard to find, despite the fact it is easy to find.
The modest Val Kyrie rescues the soul that is worth more than any guilder and with such meticulous care that the world leaks.