Untitled Dark Poem #6

Do you feel it?
Late at night
long after all are asleep
but you
contemplating
drunk
ramblings of yesteryear
when
great
you thought you were
truth be told
joke runs high
nothing of you
shall carry on.
Can you feel the air?
Cold
goose pimpled flesh
fleshless fingers
touch
caress
sweating face
unable to see
shrieking banshee
standing
arms akimbo
head back
not with pain
not with sorrow
with derision
with malice
they really cannot wait to have you back.
Years of believing
money solves all ills
only to discover
deep in dark night
when none shall come
as you call
whispered scream
ringed around the bed
watching
blank black eyes
lives destroyed
callous disregard
for anything but self.
Waiting
silent mirth
as you batter in fear
feral desperation
hearing
death knell tolled
as dead women reach
this is your life no more.
©Dec. 5/20
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Untitled Dark Poem #3

Snow drifts
flakes fall
silence all around
I stand there
pressed to side
staring in
watching
family of four
should have been mine.
If only
my thirst
had not been such
to lead me down
darkened path
into arts
black
tainting
good
evil
no turning back
price to be paid.
I hover
linger
next to your bed
watching
chest
rise and fall
laying my head
listening to heartbeat
strong
constant
soothing
should have been mine.
Glowering
vicious gaze
woman next to you
sidle
face to face
I want to disappear her
take her place
You owe me…..
you promised me…..
you left me.
Shudder
vapor breath
step back
shrill scream
child so sensitive
how can it see
when others deny
even the sense of me?
I linger in corners.
I am a forgotten scent on the wind.
I am a breeze in the dark hallway…..
the nightmare
you swore to protect from
even
as I stand behind
sending her malevolent force.
You were mine.
I was yours.
She came between
what should have been ours.
Driven in madness
driven in fear
my blood lust such
I called for her death.
In vicious lash
it came to pass
upon myself
a wraith now
haunting you
forever more.
©Oct. 28/20
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