ever soft, this dark night of the soul
lonely hearts caught in the crossfire
as dancing demons take their toll

secrets scuttled behind keyholes
an old life set to expire
ever soft, this dark night of the soul

so easy to find the black hole
shucking judgment, a lover’s ire
as dancing demons take their toll

a choice made, a wayward one’s role
broken edges and muck and mire
ever soft, this dark night of the soul

calling, a twisted path to stroll
losing that moment to inspire
as dancing demons take their toll

angels comfort, hold and console
providing dreams to admire
ever soft, ever gone, this dark night of the soul
dancing demons laugh and take their toll

Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

prompt: #OctPoWriMo – Day 1 2019