Webs and ruins mark this spot.
The place that even I forgot
Footsteps long trampled into dust
Hinges unused and now in rust
The solemn vows
Of broken trust

Muted cries of screaming angels
Their outstretched arms they were to save
Promises made without a reason
In the grasp of faith and treason
Nothing changed, despite the season
And so their help, I turned away

Then a whisper through the grass
Tentative rapping on the glass
The eyes I saw, continued to stare
Innocence maybe, but more aware
How'd you find me, why do you care?
Then she vanished in thin air