Word of the Day Challenge #67-Untitled Poem

I am afraid.
None would think
to look at me
that there could reside
in my being
a fear so deep
a fear so intense
it causes me to overthink
to over analyze
with no definitive answer.
When the words cease to whisper
when the lines will not write
dread begins to rise
is it happening again
am I falling down the rabbit hole
unable to see
how much damage I am doing
but I am not
doing damage that is.
I walk the fine line
betwixt
normality
freakiness
murky needs hidden
please
I do not want to fall
I do not want to crawl at your feet.
I fret
I frown
I gnaw on my thoughts
unable to hold them clear
nervous I am
that insanity is calling my name.
Plastered smile
cheers
drink in hand
falling down
let me drown
that is all I am asking.
©Oct. 11/19
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Word of the Day Challenge #65-Untitled Poem

I saw you
walking down the street
hair lustrous
eyes luminous
all women
falling at your feet.
Suave
dapper in dress
cool smiles
hot words
caress the mind
the body
falling to your control.
World class Adonis
a lothario consumed with lust
you have shattered a million hearts
until you met me…..
I made you believe I was the one.
I stalked passed you
a belle donna
in more ways than one
stilettos clicking
hips sashaying
I drew your eyes.
Come to my web
feel the silken strands enwrap
beware
the sting of my love.
You lay upon my altar
sacrifice to love
sacrifice to pain
never ending
I will kill you near until you die.
You thought I was joking
when I told you
I wanted to add you
to my
Rogue’s Gallery.
Centerpiece
artwork
you shall be
until another lost love calls
asking for my help
to make them disappear.
©Oct. 2/19
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Sovereign Executioner

Abused
misused
power corrupts even the innocent. 
Have you seen?
Have you heard?
Bells tolling in the darkness
calling forth a new time.
Fire born of excess
cleansing the earth
scouring it
ridding it of rats
of snakes
all the bad kind.
Stand upon the hill so high
look down upon the masses
stalwart
knowing what needs to be done
yet
that choice is hard to make
bending knee
standing for truth
men have tried to incinerate you
for less.
Roped
hung
swinging in the wind
gasp for air
claw at the noose
figuratively placed there
to keep you bound.
Witch
slattern
harlot 
all do scream
we will take you to the ground
you will be ours to burn.
I finally concur
you were right to be worried
visions do come true
which is why I remain
hidden in the shadows
taking them out
one by one
for my Queen.
©Sept. 22/19
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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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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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