Haunted Darkness

Dark
twisted hallways
buried deep
seen only
when half asleep
memories
of horror
rage
pain
begin to stir
begin to stretch
grave worms clawing to the surface.
Walk in a fugue
diseased mind
any out
any way
running
never sure why
from what
only searching
seeking
escape
haunted nightmares.
Grievous pain
knife wounds
stabbed tip
over
over
over
digging hole
to feel
if only for a while.
Bruised eyes
sleep
in death
in life
monsters wait
demons
vampires
no retreat.
This is life
abused
mistrusted
alone
no friends are near
endless screams
pummel
broken skin
anything to stop feeling
anything to eradicate……
haunted memories.
©Feb. 11/20
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Avenging Demon Lass

Black venom
noxious
thick
slithers through these veins
feeding upon
darkness
bleak thoughts
suicidal
pain fed
screech
horror
grip the bars
wrought iron
of this cage
howling
lines scored into skin
as you sing
once loose 
better run
cause I will come
hunting 
for you
for those who baited me
used me
sucked dry
heart
soul
husk 
on the side of the road
soft crooning
rocking
forth
back
madness
fired in your eyes
sanity
finger tip away
single touch
avenger
protector
huntress in the night
blood red lust
blinded dreams
gutted in the alley
left to bleed out.
©Jan. 26/20
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Harsh Reality

***There is a lot of anger here and I am not sure where it all came from. I thought this was going to be a cutesy poem about being little and it morphed big time. 
Once when I was little
I fell from the sky
bruised my knee
which a quick kiss
fixed.
Once when I was little
I was full of questions
so I experimented
with things
maybe I should not have.
Then I began to grow
as is the way of children
began to see the world around
realized
fear did begin to grow
that this is what my life was
an always would be.
I am a woman.
I am a mother.
I am a daughter.
I am a sister.
I am an Aunt.
My list goes on and on…..
this is not to say
hey look at me
see how great I am?
No this is a list
I would like men to look at
those who have difficulty with a concept
that no means no
do not touch
get out of my face
does not mean
please progress.
Look at that list
close as can be
for I know none of you
were born
fully formed
from Zeus’ forehead.
Now I ask
how does it make you feel
to think of those women
your family women attacked?
Scared to walk through the streets?
Looking over their shoulder
fearing rape?
Can you tell me true
does it not bother you
enrage you
to think of someone
without consent
touching them…….
that is what you do
when you degrade women
believe we are toys to play with.
Think twice
before you touch
think of mom
sister too
if that does not stop you
maybe a gun will.
©Jan. 21/20
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Miss Hyde

Grey desolation
bleeds through the colors
stalking me
daring me to run
so it may hunt me.
Hurling through the abyss
I hear mocking laughter
screaming in my ears.
I shriek.
Rip at my hair.
Cover my ears.
Shed tears of sorrow
of hopelessness
of despair.
When did I become so lost?
When did my world go from sun
from flowers
from moonlight dinners
to this?
It hurt.
I sit alone
at a table for two
a single glass of wine.
I sip it slowly
eyes scanning
until I find you…..
my love.
I gave you everything.
He stole from you.
I put aside my hopes
my dreams.
He took your future.
I float in a fog
there is no more worth living
he no longer loves me
he no longer cares.
He never did.
It was all a game.
You lost.
He stole your everything.
Voices
grim
screeching with righteousness.
I grip my head
stronger then they am I.
Stumbling back
I run and hide.

©Sept. 25/19
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My Titan

Shadows
creep
crawl
infest the corners
dancing under the sheets
pulling on my toes
nibbling on my finger tips.
Monster under the bed
hear him roar
distant rumble
build up of thunder
rolling across the midnight sky
roiling clouds
covered by darkness
he lurks
he hunts
he will come for you.
Creep creep
hear the floor creak
under the covers
tears stuttered
hand over mouth
please
oh please
go by my room.
I hear the snick of the door knob turn
fear
gathers
acid burning my throat
unable to scream
unable to run
I close my eyes
willing myself away from here.
Shush.
Fingers in my hair.
Shush.
My body tightens with fear.
Shush.
Tears gather
mouth opened in silent howl
someone
anyone
help me.
Shush.
Nearly disappeared.
Hidden
kept safe
ignorance
in this case is bliss.
Not a detriment.
Sudden silence
rending
devouring
slice his soul
suck it from his body
consume the ill death that he was
as I peek up.
You save me.
My Monster.
My Friend.
My Fiend.
No fear.
No fear.
Always with me.
©Sept. 9/19
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Bitter Spectre

**This is a continuation from Sister’s Shade. I did not plan for it to be a continuation but the voices have informed me they have other plans. Again this poem deals with sensitive issues.**

Rage
black tinged gold
crimson blankets silver
molted yellows caress copper
shifting the coins from hand to hand
weight
unconscious of redistributing
subtle stance of defense
noticed not
when their paths did cross.
Sneer
luscious lips
swagger as he walks away
lawyer wearing thousand dollar suit
nary a glance her way.
Stinging
abraded thighs
eyes gloom
stitched to the floor
syllables mono when they came.
No one made the connection.
No one ever would.
Still
her sister’s Shade hissed
coiling around her heart
wrapping talons in her mind
settling over her
cold death sweater
her fury left undone.
Tears collect
unbidden
unfallen
diamonds in the sky
sudden retching
voiceless howl to the moon.
Voices collect
nightmares sinking into her psyche.
Doctors in.
Doctors out.
No privacy.
Words driven into questions
hang in the air
waited upon the words
hanging unspoken on her lips
her desire to speak
driven away by the black angst
her revenge still not done.
Cold shadows gather
huddle in the corners
drool pooling beneath
striking barbs
they await.
©August 27/18
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Sister’s Shade

**This poem deals with a very sensitive issue. I do not want to drop the poem on you unwarned.**
Her cheek marred
chunks of gravel dig in
tears squeezed from dead eyes
hears the tearing of her clothes
as if from afar.
They would say that it was her fault
that she had had asked for it
her clothing
her mannerisms
that she had taken the drink
she knew the risk.
The world began to spin
dancing lights
whirling floor
the merry-go-round of childhood.
Giggle
stumble away on his arm
ignoring that yawning pitch in her stomach
fighting to beat the nausea
threatening to drop her to her knees.
Wave away helping hands
promised he did to see her home
her friends warned her
told her not to go.
He had a reputation.
Not secret
she already knew.
He was that guy
with smoldering looks
the one who could you wet
while cutting you dead.
Danger
prickled along her skin
rain pouring down
torrential
grunting in her ear
telling her to enjoy it
‘to take it all baby 
you had to have wanted
you came away with me 
even though well you know
the drug‘……..
Nightmare under her skin
in her mind
damaged she’d become.
Red light
pulsing
warning signal
do not stop
do not pass go.
This was not unplanned
damage control
there was a story to be told
a life to be paid in gold.
Money buys leniency
time on the golf course
massages
hot yoga class
finish the semester so as not to fail.
Ragged edged
consumed with pain
with disgust
raging demon reaps…..
consumes another soul.
Her sister’s shade
strange grimace on her face
acknowledges the pain
hand held in shame
she had done that.
Hounded until the Shade had won.
Here she was
unravelling
coming undone
rape and murder avenged
at the sacrifice of her own psyche and soul.
©August 26/19
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