Mastered Monster

Crimson streaked blackness
beasts within the thicket
salivating
waiting for the thundering feet
horns to the hunt
where or where will the prey be?
Fear acid etched
tangled with pain
lacerations upon hands and feet
sobbing
begging for release
promising anything in return.
Noxious breath
slimed tongue licks down your cheek
‘fly little girl 
fly away
hear not the baying of hounds
hide from me you cannot’
whispered in your ear
shudder of dread spikes hard
as you run.
Eyes straight ahead
fixed firmly on the horizon
where dawn will sometime break
harken not back
to the snarling and the cursing.
Flight of fancy
killing nightmare
debonair
graceful
poised
hook line and sinker
he pulled you in
now…..
‘Run little girl
run away
here I come
Master wants to play.’
©August 21/19
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Time has Come…..

Black velvet
lined behind the eyes
try to outrace this nightmare
outrace you
only to find…..
You are in my head.
They are in my head.
All are in my head.
Sweet innocence
stripped away
frightened of this new truth
I run away.
I do not want this.
I do not need this.
I do not desire this.
Little girl
dancing in the streets
blood dripping
from the knife she carries.
Skipping here. 
Skipping there.
Skipping to her victims.
Going to make them shout.
Going to make them pay.
Going to make them all
rue the day
they decided to play.
Clenched jaw
biting my tongue
wanting to scream
to rage
to bring you all down
to put you all down
for the bitter nightmares you gave.
Hold her hand tight
keep her close to side
little demon girl
with nothing to hide.
My inner being
running free…..
She is going to catch you.
She is going to catch him.
She is going to catch them all.
Sadistic
torturous mind
learned
at the knees of important men
none of whom
wanted to be found.
Not with her in arm
child that she was.
I long to forget
to chase memories away.
Vengeance unrequited
little demon girl
who sought to protect me
had to go away
no longer able to play
no longer able to save me
she demands I stand on my own.
©July 24/19
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Brazen Whispers

Audacious
voice whispering in my ear
inside my mind
black
noxious
reminding me
over
time and time again
that no one loves me
no one really cares
that it is a farce.
Pulling the covers up
over my head
keeping the demons at bay
when really
I am paralyzed
with fear
anger
pain
rage
which keeps returning.
Every time that I think
that I truly believe I am free
that I have learned to control
to eliminate the damages done
I have not.
As I sit
tears rolling
slipping
from my eyes
desperate to assess
am I still sane?
Has my depression crept in
through the back door
to erupt
fully conscious
a boiling ebon beast
poised to sting
maul
attack
my sensibilities?
I do my best
always.
I let go of past pain.
Past hurts.
Past injustices.
I embrace my follies
my fallibility
my scars
trace a journey across my skin
etched in
reminding me how I am strong
how I can defeat
how goddamn it all
I can rise again.
I will not allow you to defeat me
wyvern
deep in the shadows
skulking
waiting
watching
for when my defenses are down
to strike.
I am stronger than you.
I am braver than you.
I will triumph.
I will never let you win.
©July 22/19
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Assassin Of…..

I try
I cry
I reach out
helpless to stop
paralyzed with fear
chains of your amusement
tighten with each step
every attempt to flee.
Your voice
velvet wrapped steel
caresses
removes
seduces
my better senses
stripping me
morals
values
steeping me in black sin
corrupted
I have become.
Hang my head in shame
I have given up
I have fallen…..
on my knees
supplication
reptilian tongue
slicing the air next to me.
Slithering through the shadows
unable to encroach
manipulating from the darkness
until all in the light have fallen.
silent blade through my heart
baritone chuckles
penetrating
acid eating
there is no more
for I am……
consumed within
fires of hell
succubus I have become.
Heart has hardened
blackened through
with a single touch
I will soul kill you.
©July 5/19
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Word of the Day Challenge #36 (Untitled Poem)

Living in this depraved world
daily barrages
wars
drugs
police acting judge and jury
politicians lining their pockets.
Children are starving  
just down the golden street.
Women live in fear
travel in groups
doors triple
no
quadruple locked
gun slept with
under the pillow.
How safety is felt.
Beware the false prophet
fired lies spun
dissenting loyal men
made slave to their own desires.
This is intolerance.
This is ignorance.
Not the same color?
Speak a different language?
Have different customs?
Live life differently?
Love
belief in goodness
values
morals
all fast disappearing
beneath a consumer race.
Facing fear daily.
For every sin contemplated
for every corrupt desire played out
for every child burdened
for every woman abused
for every man beaten
evil is winning
painting a picture of utopia
where all are the same.
Repentance
no longer viable…..
no longer is there a way
to check this slow descent into hell.
Nourish the demons
all shall pay
watch the world slip away.
©June 19/19
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Savage Grace

With each sadistic dart
 a chiseling of my heart
tears turned to dark ash
staining my soul
dark desires begin to roam.
Feed the need..
Feed the hunger.
Feed the ache.
Torture becomes love
hate becomes adoration
voices whiplash
stinging rage
all shall be made to pay.
Thought I was a doll.
Thought I was a toy.
Thought I could be used
I could be abused.
Thought I would never retaliate
would never fight back.
How wrong you were
as I stand above thee
blade stinging
blood
slow streams of death
coloring your flesh crimson gold.
I am not a timid voice
lost to your primal urges
this is where I shine
when home comes to roost
the death of your carnal sins
©June 1519
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Protector

Once more
a fool I have been
allowing my heart
my hopes
to arise
to fill me
moron that I am.
One would think
nay
one who is smart
would know
to ignore the stubborn heart
those emotions
the feelings
remembering pain
anguish
when the heart broke anew
again
(and again
and again.)
Sitting here
sight blurred
veil of tears
aching
realizing
I have played my foolish game.
Allowing you behind the curtain
allowing you to see me
the one
hidden behind the public facade
none know the secrets I hide.
You made me
(make me)
feel safe.
I opened
(open)
myself to you.
Foolish woman I be.
Time has come
to be undone
to lock
throw away the key
protect myself
from…..
me.
©June 13/19
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