The Crows by Pete Dome
Hideous craving raucous crows
Lurk in the dark shrouding shadows
Of the human soul
The labyrinth of the unconscious mind
Harbors thoughts trapped
Within the cobwebs of ravaging time.
During slumber our darkest thoughts
And fears awake within the confines
Of nightmares wake
As the ferryman awaits
To take you across the scary lake.
To a far off distant land
Where you are bound and tied
By feet and hand
Helpless the scary movie unfolds
Enter the hideous craving raucous crows.