Breast beat for her I doubt you fathom crude
Understand thus gravitas of thy actions true
This must entrust you knot the thread bear
Bang thy drum roll knees follow you we share
Needless pain inflicted as I stroked with care
Her matted scarlet hair with matter of brain
Perplexing color change in the pale moonlight
Beautiful hue takes in the darkness her pain
Away screams spray echo into abyssal night
Hum melody slip steel mouth cuff gurgles dove
Grip tightens her limbs flail her veins permeate
She was suffering for I had no words to say
Kept humming her song lullaby my girl to sleep
That day her pig father laid her to rest himself
His actions lead to child that could not see day
For both sake wrench four eyes closed mistake
Moment of pause I sees my babies levees
Her leg twitching as the wetness dry to ice
Lids to never see me or I past this fight
To never see us
Disgusting family
Grasp her hair hand balls in fist
Then release to comb again
My own rivers descend
Know I loved you and with care my dear
I made your scarlet necklace
Leans in lips quiver kiss forehead
Stares into distance as if she sees something
Long stare as the frame pans out slowly
Silence waves churning
Lifts a flicker of silver to temple a hymn
Explosion quick flash but echo thunder
Dropping onto daughter their eyes glazed film
See each other forever as dusts flesh to bone
Beach of sands paths end by a mother’s hand
Granules teardrops stop four snuffed lives drop
To run laugh play hug and breathe nevermore
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Author:
Beatrix M (
Offline) - Published: May 21st, 2024 07:38
- Comment from author about the poem: The very first piece that started my journey.
- Category: Gothic
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Powerful and dark scene. Well crafted.
Thank you, I mastered my hand before spreading my wings I hope I didn’t disappoint
Sounds like murder.
Yes actually double murder if you count the baby and suicide, sorry you missed that. Hauntingly beautiful, prettier than what happened in Salem and the Spanish Inquisition… Yeah that’s true horror in Jesus name… The invention of the guillotine… Incredible the numbers murdered. Could run the Nile 15 seconds flat with just the number of people other people have killed in lords name… Yeah this is just a few people sorry I don’t have a book like that yet. Thanks for noticing the plot kinda, btw hope you enjoyed it hahaha
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