The Maiden

her hair was frizzed and messy
her dress full of rips and stains
her skin so pail and fragile
with ice running through her veins
her eyes were washed with tears
0nce dark blue, but now so gray
she only appears at night
and is never seen at day
her dress russled as she walked
the same path every night
trying so very desperately
to find the heavenly light.

damned to walk the earth
as the walking dead
yet not a feasting vampire
but a souless ghost instead
her tears evaperate in air
and her sobs echo throughout the town
she's lost and so afraid...
why to the earth is she bound?

she cries and cries in the night
'til morning rises a sun
and she fades into the abyss
and for that night, she is done
but once the night is young
and the moon rises to the sky
again you will see the maiden
who walks along and cries
with her hair frizzed and messy
her dress full of rips and stains
her skin so pail and fragile
with ice running through her veins
her eyes all washed with tears
0nce dark blue, but now so gray
she only appears at night
and is never seen at day
her dress russles as she walked
the same path every night
trying so very desperately
to find the heavenly light.