[~Misguided Ghosts~]

Through those burning lips come
Words that fall on such deaf ears
Nobody around to staunch the tears
Nobody there to ease their fears
But she takes a breath and starts to
Cry out anyway, hoping that somewhere
Through the mist he will come, her saviour
Her knight in shining armour to take her away
From all of the threats and pain, from beyond
The grave, it is her life that he will save