A ballad:
She lurks in the darkness ever so silent
As quiet as the freezing winter breeze
Her methods are ever so violent
The neglected years caused her heart to freeze
Crude emotions painted in raven black
She kills them so softly with ease and pride
Many old scars run down her pale back
Pushing all peaceful emotions aside
Her soft footsteps creep through the cold abyss
A black widows prescence you can never miss
(made this when I was extremely tired so I apologize for the bad structure)
