Midnight Rush Poem by Samantha Rose Turner

The rush of the moon glaring down on me brings a pain to my chest,
The howling wind pierces my ears until they bleed,
The whispers of the spirits threaten me with knives,
Bringing back terrible memories.

The sky fills with the damp mist,
Hiding the path to which i follow.
hiding the light,
To which guides my way home.

I'm not sure where to turn next,
Without the light, Without a path,
I've got nothing to save me.

Let the pain kill me slowly,
Let it rush through my veins,
poisoning my heart to a deadly black,
Make the wind sing a deadly lullaby,
Destroying all its path.

-Samantha
Age: 12
12-29-11
11: 55am