[Darksheare]

I wander the forested trail
stalking leaf covered paths unseen
Haunted by her voice and face
whispered words as from a dream
A drifting shadow in the night
mist outside it's boundary
Back to my halls once more
footfall echo'd darkened corridors
A dark repose is my keep
no quiet refrain in my cursed sleep
Even as I wander paths unseen
the leaf littered forest scene
Her face and voice haunt my dreams
and only I am there to hear my scream

[JustAmy]

Thanks for sharing the poem, Darksheare.