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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Moonlit Wonder

When I was a young  girl
mama warned me
showed me true
all would try to use me
to get what they want.
Sweet words
cooed in my ear
slowly stroking my hair
feeling your hand
(all hands)
caress my curves.
Made to feel safe
made to feel secure
your promises
wrapped in golden ribbons
bubble around
protecting me from the world.
(First razor word
sliced through my heart)
Crimson blood wells
anger
rage
black
foul
turns like a knife
battlefield on my skin
mouth your inanitites
eyes flat
broken
your lies float in the air
tangible.
(There is no escape
there is no where to run
I will find you always
promised on the wind)
One…..
Two…..
Three…..
Twenty-Nine…..
Forty…..
Forty One.
I thought for sure
as I record your name
in my Book of Death
that you were the end
only to discover
that mama was right
men should never be trusted.
©July 29/19
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