A Broken Spell

I stumbled out of Grandma's room

Down the stairs and out of the house

Once outside I felt my mind

Begin to fight a battle for control



With the tea pot broken

I kind of realized

That "Their" power was less here

Here on the outside



I fell to my knees in haziness

And I looked in through the window

To the cellar



Things were moving down there

"They" were searching for something

And "They" really found it

The big axe was flying



Flying out through the cellar door

Up the stairs to the kitchen...

Then I passed out



The next thing I remember seeing

Was the smoke coming from the chimney

I soon realized the smoke I saw

Was actually, oh no!

All there was left of Missy and her dress

Poor little girl



The spell was broken

I really felt the change

As my mind and body

Became one again



The moon was alive with its silvery eye

Staring right into my evil heart



I went back to see if my Grandma' was still there

Waiting for me in the attic

Oh I hate that bitch!