Massacre Maiden

The white mist settles upon the long open road

Cars scattered like toys along the tarmac

The fires rage, as the wind still blows

I tread carefully across the blood covered track

I shall not cut my soles upon the glass

I will not succumb to natures burnt out fury

Cries and screams pour forth, but I will pass

I'll leave the 'truth' up to the jury

I see the injured laying helpless

I watch the dead, laid row by row

Leave the scene, no sins to confess

Of what happened, none shall know

My lips are sealed, closed by my will

I will not speak words of the storm

Memories of past haunt me still

Another massacre maiden born.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I actually wrote this in my sleep... o.O

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