27 Life Goes Off

Nights may be troubled and cold

Yet with blood gold one was betrothed

Promise to live on, to fight on and dream on

Running back and forth; Life goes on

Exhaustingly breathing, ropes kept on tightening

Frightened to drown, screwed to kept trying

A path meddled with mud water

Ripple by the puddle, mad as the hatter

Quivering fingers around necks so soft

Twisted, configured fear, as her life goes off