Before-Halloween-Post

This poem's called Salvation, and I daresay it means something.


I hear your name,
I see your face,
I lose myself
Inside this place.
I see your eyes,
Your lovely crown,
You will be saved
Before you drown.

I am but flesh
And twisted bone,
With mind of ice
And heart of stone.
I have no soul
That I can see,
Please prove me wrong
And set me free.

I will save you
Or I will die,
I hear your plea,
No need to cry.
I’ll rescue you
And bring you home.
Forget me, please,
And freely roam.