WHISPER

WHISPER

There was a whisper in the winds tonight

Of darkness, of shadows and wingless flight.

Sleep comes creeping, crawling up to my door,

As dreams slide stealthfully across the floor.

Death dances to the heart's slow, sad beat,

His chill burns cold against my sheets.

I wake in sweat, frozen to the bone,

Crouching in silence, I have slept alone.

I wake with Hunger grumbling his tune,

Shattering the silence in the graying gloom.

Something calls for me outside my room,

Something beckons to consider my doom.

I sit on the edge, my bed pale and white,

I will not rest until I sleep again tonight.

I wipe the sand from my weary, cringing eyes,

As Destiny calls out in my newborn child's cries.