Clickity Clack

***This poem was inspired by the photo prompt on The Haunted Wordsmiths’s Fiction Prompt-June 1***

 

Clickity clack

don’t look back

you never know 

what it is you will see.

Warned you were

more than once

to not walk these streets

alone

at night

within the dark pools of light.

Clickity clack

don’t look back

you can hear 

can you not

the blade drawing near?

Beads of sweat

glisten at your brow

your breath

hitched

caught in fear.

Clickity clack

don’t look back

danger is near

hot breath 

on your neck.

Screams of terror

eaten by the night

no one can hear

and if they did

no one would care

for you knew.

Clickity clack

don’t look back

tempted fate you did

falling prey to the culling knife

pretty pretty girl

warned you were.

©June 1/19

Indomitable

***Today’s poem arose because I misread the Word of the Day Challenge. I read the word as contact when in fact it was contest. From the smallest mistake…..Also this poem deals with sensitive issues.

Resigned

staring into the mirror

no longer noticing

greasy hair

dead eyes

pallor

a wraith

alive in a nightmare.

Too many to count

pain

bone deep

her body never seems to stop

aching

cringing

bleeding.

Oh god

how much longer

must I go on?

Tears leaking

falling

salt to the wounds

upon her face.

All know

her stories are bullshit.

Stony anger

when disregarded

their best words

voiced concerns

she turns away

quivering voice

as one excuse

right after the other

fall from her lying lips.

Oh god

at what time

can I let go?

How became the end?

Violence begets violence

all know this.

Something roared to the forefront

a primal desire to survive

when first his fist made contact.

Knife in hand

she carved into his flesh

entering pained data

so much data

stories he beat into her flesh

given back to him.

Oh god

from where 

did this strength come?

Bruise upon bruise

break upon break

nurses cried with broken fears

doctors raged with impotence.

Stoic she was.

Beginning anew

my life is mine again

there is hope

there is healing

never again will I be……..

©June 1/19

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