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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