And there was nothing but blackness as far as the eye could see She was spinning tops in her head swatting the demons away like fleas
Unbeknownst to her, disease was setting in Spreading like wildfire, she screamed As they welcomed themselves in No invitation was needed, for she had conceded
The darkness was swallowing her once again
Her yearly ritual, the grin of a ghastly figure stood over her whistling the familiar tune She knew it was time to shut her eyes, so swallowing her pride; Two sarcastic pills appeared in her hand, this time she couldn't disguise the screams.
Choking and convulsing Sweating and foaming
She awoke the next morning, the whites of her eyes- Nearly plum wine as if the vines had drawn little lies to remind her of last night.
She wouldn't let them win- with a wink and a drink she drew the curtains of dread Light flooded toward her In the blink of an eye she drew a big smile and the sun warmed her icy veins Basking in her new found perspective