Shadow of a Thought (Weekly Contest 10/13)

Taunting whispers 
echo in the night. 
Shadows flicker 
in and out of sight.

A voice talking 
in her head 
telling her 
she should be dead. 

Clawing at her ears, 
she wishes it wasn’t so
for she’s young in years
and doesn’t wish to go. 

But on it speaks
such destructive thoughts.
Of evil it reeks 
and of harm it has brought. 

Now the gun 
is to her head.
It has won 
and she is dead.

But her body still walks
in the night,
and her voice still talks 
of that dark sight 

The shadow in her mind.
The shadow in her thoughts. 
The shadow waiting to bind. 
Her soul it had already bought. 

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