Damnation

I hate you
hissed the voice
across the ether of time.
Roiling ripping away
tearing my soul
ending my fears with a dagger deep.
Falling unable to stop
death seems so preferable
until I realize I am….
in a free fall all the way down.
Fires flame
lava errupts
demons scatter
leaving behind the damned.
A cacophony of voices
demanding
insistent that I…..
I alone
can save them
release them
from the nightmares they must face
as part of their damnation.
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Slow Waltz

Crimson streaks
splashed across the mirrors
pulsing
flashing
calling to arms
the dead and waiting.
Overdoses and murders
suicides and rapes
we await
we dream
of a time when we shall reap.
Moving through crowds of uncaring
stalking through shadows
staining the souls
of those without.
Copper hued threads
spattered
unseen
mark you as my tormentor.
I screamed
I fought
I lost to you
the reality of this world.
I creep along the blackest alleys
toiling on hands and knees
peering feral
waiting to appease.
My hunger.
Your pleasure.
My malevolence.
Your desire.
Twined….
Unparted….
locked forever
in a slow waltz
through the halls of hell.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen