The Revenant Awakens

Thought

safe you were

even 

with dreaded fear

hear

wolves howling

baying 

broken moon

mist 

floating low

eyes

feral glow

staring

shivering 

weep

tears of urine

down your leg

stands before you

her eyes

dead

her hands

hooked

her neck

broken

grinning

deranged

haunting your dreams.

Waken

shivering 

listen to creaking door

ice cold

wind sweeps

through window 

just closed.

Peek 

tented blanket

seeking protection

see not the haunt 

stood above you

feel only

slimed finger

down nape of neck

fetid breath…..

caress alcohol veined cheek

clackety clack

skeletal fingers

grip

breath caught…..

giggles of a little girl

whispers.

 

©Dec. 13/20

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Question of Morality

***Just a note this is not indicative of my feelings right how. It is a throw back to how I have felt when depressed. I am in a wonderfully great space.***

Gouges

furrows dug

down cheeks

blood drips

stains wood upon which I stand

heart no longer feels

no longer beats

with goodness

with haste.

Drop to my knees

screaming

clutching

head

drown the demons

the torture

ripping through my mind

my memory…..

killing me.

Bitter regrets

black rope of depression

reaching

tied to ankle

dragging me to the edge…..

Howls

ferocious

baying at the moon

tension

fear wrought

tears

on my knees begging

for death

for a release

this pain you brought…..

Awaken

eyes blink in terror

lay at my feet

throat shredded

blood seeps

staining my feet…..

red…..

When did you realize it was futile?

When did you realize they would always come?

When…..

©June 28/20

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