She awoke in a darkness,
A darkness that followed the dream.
Afraid, she began to choke.
Choke on that devastating scream.
The terror that follows is more,
More horrifying--
Than it has ever been before.
But she cannot scream...
Eager fingers slip,
Slip past those soft lips.
They squirm and breathe,
They hungerly seethe.
She retches so loud and clear,
Her color is fading white.
Soon people will come in here,
And see her crying in the night.
The stars that haunt her eyes,
Will dull the aching mind,
But as they sweep through her head,
She knows they'll never find.
The thing they seek, oh what could it be?
Her dead and buried for all to see...
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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HEEEEEEY!
AWESOME! I really love this part:
Eager fingers slip,
Slip past those soft lips.
Really great read and chocked-full of imagery! Loved this so much! You should so get back on here and post some new writes, hon! Tell the hubby hello if he remembers me...lol
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Wow, nicely done. I enjoyed this piece. POetry with visuals are my favorite to read.
Hugs,
Vampi
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Wow... this was very emotional and melancholy. I think that the last two lines were especially intense and full sorrow and despair. You did an amazing job expressing a cliche subject in a creative way. Well done.
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