© 2013 D Rasmussen
She walks around the old cemetery,
looking for life under all of the stones.
Many secrets hiding in dark places,
voices calling, the demons are faceless.
The more she walks in, the deeper it gets.
Depression clouds want to bury her yet.
The stones promise life, love, money, and health
as she is deceived chasing after things.
She stands by a pit, tiptoes on the edge.
Will you come to help? Or will she fall in?
“Does it matter?” chant all the betrayers,
liars, deceivers, impostors, cheaters.
She just wants to live, to love and to be.
Then she stumbles in the shadow graveyard,
repeating to herself what the stones said.
She hears a calm voice from above, He said,
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