Serenity At Last

Tick tock
hear that clock
count down
one
two
three
wash away sins
so you thought
bathed in innocent blood.
Slaughtered
women
children
old
young
boundaries
none known.
Finger on the trigger
maniacal laughter
buttons
four
five
six
pressed
with juvenile delight
lighting up elevator
all stops
never full
like the mind
rotting within
glowing corpse
grotesque mouth piece
shouts
branding traitors.
Silence falls
blankets of purity
reign ended
reins passed
collective breath
held so long
released unpent
let the healing begin.
©Nov. 30/20
Picture is my own

Untitled Word of the Day Poem #21

I was ready…..
ready to say
holy fuck
not only did you make my day
you made my year
my everything….
Asshole.
Forbidden
I have been
from allowing  you
back into my life
my segments…..
I was told no.
Not only my circle
rally around
there is another
showing me my worth
my destiny.
This could have been your quest.
But…..
well…..
 I was not good enough.
Is it really greener?
That grass
on the other side of the fence?
Is it really a brighter emerald??
Tell me true.
As you stand
barrier
simple fence
enough to cage a sheep
caught you in a trap
I thought you were smarter than that.
Was it worth it?
I am not like the others…..
Fuck no
talk …..
admit
talk ….
to me
seriously?
I can no longer bend.
Bow
I am done.
I loved you.
I love you,
I wanted to help.
I want to help.
I wanted to lessen your burden.
But…..
well……
Hi…..
Over here…..
good bye.
I….
I love you….
I speak words of disgrace
throw the synonyms
while your vowels penetrate
my skin.
Crimson tears
heart scarred
will I ever trust again?
 
Feb. 17/19