Cast under the dark moon

Listening to the howling wolves

Silent steps moving behind the trees

Hearts are racing

“Which way to go” spirit contemplating

Voices in my head begin to scream

The Body is at shock

What a scary force

Shadows with red eyes coming at once

What sort of evil demon could this be

I count one, two, three…….

Flaps goes the bats enjoying the scene

Emotions begin to heighten as sweats drip

Which way is safe ? I could not think

Gasping for my last breaths with every blink

As they came closer

I began to see red dots on my shoulder

Soon it became red dots all over

A phantom voice reach out

Another innocent shot in plain sight

A traumatized soul that will only remember the gun sound

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