Picture Prompt #9

I beseech thee…..

look into mine wounded eyes

tears

unbidden 

scarlet trails

trace the curve of my porcelain cheek.

Mask made

never moved

sorrow 

I yearn

I cry

I am in anguish.

See me standing here…..

a phantom

a specter 

haunted ghost

haunted by the living

while 

I fear the worst.

Never have I recovered…..

Never will I recover from you…….

Broken

bleeding

heart battered

heart shattered

want to scream you name

howl your deception

to the full moon.

I gather close 

the left over parts of me

hoping to hold 

remold

remake myself

in the face of thee.

Look into mine eyes

share the wounding

the shortness of breath

yawning black pit

find yourself locked back in hell…….

sharing a cage with me.

April 16/19

Picture found by John of The Eclectic Contrarian on Pinterest.

While some might wonder about the use of this picture I actually started this poem last night and when I saw this picture this morning for some reason it is absolutely perfect to me.