Chained to Nevermore

Once upon a midnight breath. I begged the dark to give me

death. I lit a candle in the silence. Pages torn and

soaked in wine. Her name still bleeds between the margins. A ghost

I swore I'd leave behind. But the wind knew what I buried.

And the walls began to moan. A shadow perched upon my memory. And claimed my

soul alone. Nevermore, it croaked, and I believed it.

Truth in feathers black and raw. I reached for light, but grief retrieved

it. And left me kneeling at her door. Nevermore,