Upside Down (Picture Prompt #4)

Perverted shadows
ebony wings stretched out
encompassing
entwining
this upside down world.
Reflective
opposite
I watch with envy
at those who live up there
no knowledge have they
of us in the mirror.
We are…..
sin
envy
jealousy
black darkness in your soul
vomited
into our reddish tinged world……
we are the secrets never revealed.
Daylight reigns
in the world above
while I live in perpetual gloom.
Shattered
my pieces broken
as I loose thee
you fly within boundaries.
My scarlet tears colour the sky.
Shadowy blackness
it steals
submerges
sucks dry
energies
used to keep me tame.
Ravaged
nothing more to say
desert dry
despite rain falling up…..
falling down…..
drowning my sorrows
are you here to stay?
Beautiful dream
beautiful desire
beautiful
I find it beautiful
even if I am the Upside Down.
April 7/19
Once more photo prompt via John at The Eclectic Contrarian.

Picture Prompt #3

Snarls dominate
shadows hidden in the blindness
blood spews
neck is twisted
victory brief 
as another comes in from the dark.
Nightmares
insidious 
crawl in my mind
screaming silence
the pain in my heart
has not eased
since we came apart.
Protector
calming the beast
nurtured in my breast
my soul
your hands kept me sane.
Without 
I slowly diminish
giving into the imps 
struggling to rise above
falling short
lapsing into pain
no drug
no alcohol
can make it abate.
Strength 
derived from how you kept me
sheltered
driving away the sorrow
driving away the murderous beast
seeking to control me.
You had kept me
safe
sane
cherished 
feelings I have now lost
since you went away.
April 7/19
Prompt provided by John of The Eclectic Contrarian

Picture Prompt #2

***This is the 2nd picture prompt from John over at The Eclectic Contrarian. 
Sorrowfully
my eyes drawn to the never ending 
flow of water
that surrounds my castle of sand.
I long for 
yearn for
ache for your return 
night after night
only hearing the lap of water
lull-a-bye 
sweet good night.
sheltered beneath lashes
tear glazed cheeks
heart wracked
destroyed
by the cruelness of fate.
Time lapses
no change in the tide
ebb
wane
full moon pregnant with hope
searing sun
beating down
tiara built of shells.
Siren of the sea
temptress
moored upon my lonely rock
waiting….. 
waiting…..
waiting…..
knowing one day
you will come back…..
April 7/19