The Moon is crawling.
The snow is falling.
The light of the candle is trembling a bit.
The evening is mourning.
The heart is yearning.
The girl is crying. Her mind is split.
The darkness is growing.
The time is flowing.
The tears are streaming down the cheek.
The voice is calling.
For her it's calling.
She shouldn't but answers. Her will is weak.
The girl is crying.
The girl is dying.
Her only reason to live has gone.
Numb she is lying.
With pain she's sighing.
She tried to survive, but now she's done.
The voice is calling.
The fear is growing.
The girl is screaming and trying to run!..
The silence has fallen.
The life has been stolen.
Her path is over. The girl is gone.
21.10.2017