On The Edge Of Darkness

She dances
On the edge of darkness
Never fully living
In the light.
How does one cope?
When they have lived
A thousand lives
And can never forget.
That the church bells
Are all broken
Shattered souls
Trapped within the shards
Of their existence.
What it wanted
I could not give
What it demanded
Was a fraction
Of my soul
Sealed in blood.
And yet
The Reaper
Reached out
To grasp
My hand
A bond
Forged in time.
As we danced
On the edge of darkness
So bitter sweet
Time had no end
And death no beginning
Except for a moment
That was never meant to be.