Obsession. Part 1
I saw you at the station, you look beautiful today
So full of elation, laughing all the way
I followed you on the bus to see where you would go
I don’t like to make a fuss but I still need to know
you have never met me though that will happen too
You will then soon see just what I am to you
My hearts been in recession, dwindling slowly away
But you are my obsession It’s growing more each day
Soon I will come to you and hope that you’ll be mine
And maybe you will love me too and all will work out fine
I know now where you live and I will visit you one night
To show you how to give me the love that’s mine by right
I saw you down by the shore walking with another guy
I was fuming as I watched you kiss goodbye
You left, I angrily followed him, true love must be fought for
I knocked him to the ground and held his head in the water
They’ll find his body on the tide, just another drowned
And assume a suicide drifted to where it’s found
I know it won’t be easy I have been here before
The drugs make you queasy and the bindings won’t reassure
My last love struggled against me, she shouted and she fought
It saddened me so greatly but a lesson must be taught
I put my hands around her neck until she fell to the floor
But when I went down to check well she breathed no more.
I saw you with the police today, I saw you break and cry
How I long to kiss away that tear in your eye
Maybe tonight I’ll hold you, hold you close for ever
But I need to be careful too the police can be clever
They might want to check to ensure your not involved
I don’t want to risk my neck until you are absolved
I need to.hide, to go away
Just for a week or two
But I’ll be back and back to stay
I’m coming back…for you
Part 2 the search
The detective put down the statement and looked at the clock on the wall
It had only been four hours, since they had taken the call
They had a witness who claimed to have witnessed the fight
And a girl who was seen with him just before his last night
She said he was like a brother, best friends since they were small
That she could never have another friend so good, and that said it all
She’d been asked if anything odd had happened quite recently
Anyone acting strangely In her vicinity
Well she had replied, I don’t want to make a fuss
There was one person who kept staring at me on the bus
She described him very well, as did the witness to the fight
It seems they could be the same, if the descriptions are right
They put out the descriptions and a photo fit
Got the usual wasting calls and then they got a hit
Then they got another, they kept on coming in
Many named the same man, mayhap its a win?
They had an address and a name, just needed now some luck
Within an hour the detectives team were at his home for a look
No answer at the door, no one seemed to be in
Nothing in the area that would incriminate him
They didn’t have enough to break in to the shack
So they were resigned to having to call back
Then someone noticed a grid in the ground
Hidden in a corner of the compound
When they lifted it they were hit by the smell
Coming from what seemed to be an old dry well
The bodies were lifted out, body bags one by one
Some had been there a while others not so long
The latest had been strangled, the others well, they may
The state of the remains made it really hard to say
All five were young woman, probably around eighteen of age
Though in some cases that was difficult to gauge
They searched the shack and the land around
Fingertip searches across the ground
The police pulled out all possible supports
The detective put a watch on all the ports
The suspect was named as a Mr Dee
He didn’t seem to have any known family
Friends too were also in short supply
Only a few knew him would bother to say hi
And most of them would happily avoid him if they can
He was described as abrupt, rude, a threatening man
But the police were not talking about who, why or how
It was where he was that was the important thing now
They had searched every corner and turned every stone
Had posted policeman waiting outside his home
But despite the policeman doing all that they could
Nobody noticed the eyes watching from the wood.
Part 3 legacy.
He watched in anger as the police moved around his land
How they had found him, he didn’t understand
He’d been so careful, but not, it seems, careful enough
And now they were in his house going through his stuff
He would have to move on, but here his ties here were strong
Though all the beautiful women in the end had done him wrong
He thought about his new love, what would she have to say
Another bride to take away and on her wedding day
She sat outside looking at the moon,
Wondering if life was still worth living
If the pain of loss would leave her soon
Or be forever giving
She missed her friend, so simply said
But the emotions heaving deep inside
The man she now realised that she loved was dead
And something inside her had died
He swore as branches scratched his face
Cursing as he tried to retrace
His way back out of the wood
Nobody knew him, nobody understood
Nobody knew that all he wanted was to be needed
But in that he he’d never succeeded
His life was all about rejection
A rare moment of introspection
She passed the kitchen knife from hand to hand
Ran her finger along the edge to the top
She knew no one would understand
But she knew that he would not stop
She had felt the obsession in the air
When she had caught him on the bus, staring
She knew he was somewhere, somewhere out there
She knew he was coming, unstoppable, uncaring
The detective awoke, his head in a whirl
The girl he thought, we forgot about the girl
He struggled up and reached for his phone
Need to get someone to watch her home
He parked the stolen car in front of her house
It’s time he thought,to collect my new spouse
He picked up the bag ready on the seat
Time to sweep her off her feet…
She heard a car stop somewhere close on the street
New the that this game was reaching a conclusion
Clutching the knife she got to her feet
Her head finally clear of confusion
He quietly walked around the back
Looking for a window, open just a crack,
Wanting to get in without too much commotion
Time to show her his devotion
She stood in the shadow watched and waited
For an opportunity to get close enough
Reminded herself it was a monster that he’d created
All would be over soon enough
He found a window that didn’t quite shut
Allowing him to ease it up
He stuck his head in to check all clear
So didn’t hear her coming near
The police sirens filled the night
Blue lights flashing cold and bright
A drop of blood on a silver blade
Her life forever nightmares of vengeance repaid
He lay face up on the cold ground
Eyes staring at the stars
He heard her sobs from all around
The slamming doors of cars
Even as his vision fading
Even as her scent pervading
Even then and for eternity
His obsession died and became his legacy
- Author: Tallisman (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 13th, 2024 07:36
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Comments4
If nothing else, after successfully keeping me riveted despite the length and trend to be macabre, this ghastly beauty sent me chasing down the movie it dredged up thereby. Excellently rendered with a timely haunting sense of Death, imagery to suit and a poignancy which put me on the edge of my seat, this is erm, charming. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks C M, glad you liked it…. The next one will not be so macabre! Thanks for reading…
You're very welcome!
Excellent
Thanks Tony!
You're welcome
Superb work.
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