Pay The Piper

Hidden souls
vile dreams
never seen
parts of me
no one wants to know.
An evil resides
dark blackness
rooted deep within
try as I might to cast it off
nightly still it spins.
Nightmare beings
memories of past 
memories of pain
memories of….. 
screaming in vain.
Watching with secret eyes
torment
small child locked within…..
How dare anyone try to harm me?
Slitted eyes
crawl the room
piercing each facade
seeing the truth
denied by many
child killers all.
A glimpse of me
peripheral vision dancing in the glare
turn to face
head on
the demon girl.
I am not there.
Peer into the gloom
fear begins to etch itself on your face
in your heart
in your mind
time has come to pay the piper
and I will decide how.
Howl in frustration
lash of the knife
pin pricks appear
ghost like.
Spin around
around
around
until you fall
now comes the time to desecrate you all.
Death shall be slow
cruel in its time
crushing you with broken dreams
never shall you rise.
©August 10/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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