Buzzing softly
Rattling like slow beaten drums
The air grew thick
And the clouds hovered grey
Black spider like vines
Crawling
Chasing me
Trying to flee from this darkness
The memories keep it near
Keep it here
Running to the trees
But slowly the leaves
Turn black
Dripping like ink
Bleedin from the ground
All around
It's so dark here
The sky blood red
The moon a black hole
In the sky
The vines like barb wire
Rip up my legs
Cut through my flesh
My teeth mesh
Cold the wind grips my throat
The silent scream
So loud
As the soft grey clouds
Cry tears