This is a story which in my mind, forever made a mark
When one night I took a wrong turn into the dark,
I walked on oblivious, whistling a mild tone
Not knowing what I had done until I tripped on a stone,
And I hit the ground unable to break my fall,
Into a dark wilderness that made me feel small
Not a thing I could see as silence filled the ground
Oh, what I would have given to hear a single sound
For help, I cried out loud with echoes that would linger
I shouted and screamed my throat dry, in fear not in anger
In this dark world, was there at all a sun?
East or west or north or south, I didn’t know where to run
Oh, what place was this, that gods would fear to enter
I tripped on graves as I ran left right and center
Out of breath and tiring, I could not run anymore
I looked up to the sky and saw no stars, as through me the wind tore
Giving up every inch of hope, under a lone tree I sat to rest
If only had I known what was coming next
The force of the wind made me turn and then I saw her
Dressed in a pale white robe, her hand holding a dagger
As the blood drained from my face, out of fear I froze
I could not feel my heart beating as the land sucked in my toes
Slowly she ambled towards me, as down came the rain
My senses blanked me as I shut my eyes for the pain
Suddenly I heard a sound, the sound of a laughing child
The sound aroused my senses as I opened my eyes and smiled
They say I lost my senses when I tripped on a stone and fell
Never will they believe, any story that I offer to tell.
PS- This poem is inspired by the songs of my favorite band Iron Maiden.. Up the irons…
