TOLL

She awoke from her sleep,

As she recalls that day very deep,

She stood tall holding her composure,

For it may be the last time to hold her.

 

Filth lies beneath their fake eyes,

So many occasions I heard her cry,

She is weary and full of flame,

As she is tied down holding her pain.

 

Beneath the surface she exhales,

As the ship will set its sails,

I hear the chopping in the waters,

Damage is done of not being a father.

 

Evilness are in their vampire teeth,

Blood sucking hounds like a leech,

The time travels slowly but proceeding,

As they still try to make a feeding.

 

A toll is given for a faster route,

Poison will be growing in the grouts,

They will gasp for the reaching of the top,

As they will be helpless while they flop.

 

Dampness is in the air,

As she begins to stare

She is holding onto her bond,

As there is only one fish in her pond.

 

The bells are resounding,

As her heart is pounding,

A hole is cut open wide,

As the waters will form tides.

 

She stood on the rocks,

As she could hear the knocks,

A moment that never passes,

While the waters came in masses.

 

The quietness is heard in silence,

As there will be no more violence,

She goes back to asleep in bed,

Recalling her thoughts in her head.