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
