My poem

Running through the thick branched trees

Bushes and glass blowing in the breeze

The air was thick

My movements still

As I ran along the forest edge

Tricks be played in the hay

Of my heart which is a twig

Sun is touching the midnight sand

I grasp the band, which is in my hand

A jewel glows brightly at the end

That banished all that love me

I'm jumping faster from tree to tree

The sunlight barely touches me

Then I hear something ahead

I focused my eyes strait ahead

Not knowing what awaits me

I see her pail face

Lifeless eyes stare at me

Tears forming on the end

Bow in hand

Arrow notched, then released

Souls will guide it

It will not miss

The arrow struck my heart

Pinned me to a tree

Jewel set free

From the grip of my claw

The arrow was cursed

No one could free

Not even a half demon like me