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In Her Fathers Arms

The evening star glowing in a dust choked sky. A girl stands by a window, with a tear in her eye. She stares at the scene, hardly visible through the grime. She whispers in the wind, “Bring my Dad home this time” She opens the window, and climbs outside, Having a flashlight, in her hand, as her guide. Its glow shows the sides of the street. She’s afraid for what the light will meet Bodies piled everywhere she turns, She wants to go home, and never return. What brought this fate upon her town? All her emotions are stripped and torn down. A frightening sound explodes in her ear. Shadows in the road now appear. She run and hides behind a broken wall Praying to god the rest doesn’t fall. Footsteps coming closer to her She can’t tell who because it’s all a blur She backs away further so not to be seen in light, Quieting her heart pounding from fright. Gun shots and screams fill the air, All these sounds, her ears couldn’t bear. A slight whimper slips from her lips, And over the broken stone she trips. The shadows run closer, showering her heart with fear, She wishes they would just disappear. They pass by her; she fills with delight, She just wants to see her dad tonight. She shines the light, to show her place, And to the shine comes a familiar face. She doesn’t understand who’s to blame Because on the tag shows her father’s name. She holds in her tears and refrains from crying. She falls to the ground where her dad was lying. She lifts his arm and buries her face in his chest. She closes her eyes wanting to forget the rest. The shadows emerge yet she doesn’t see, How close the end for her would be. They look down at her, aim, shoot, and fire. Being with her dad is her only desire. The night had ended causing a little girl harm But she took her last breath, in her father’s arms.

Copyright © Candice Vega | Year Posted 2009



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Snowflakes On Burnt Skin

Moonlit children & carved smiles
Making every step seem worthwhile
Running away with the stars
Dancing in the wind, not so far

Decaying lungs & broken dreams
A bleeding mouth, drowning screams
Black veins & pale skin
addiction help deep within

Raindrops on lacerated lips
Hidden behind the lunar eclipse
Silver tongue & crippled wings
A spectral thorn & razor blade sings

Toxic showers, its poisons kiss
Suffocated by fake happiness
Plastic lungs & taped confession
Tempted by disguised aggression

Interrupted & separated skies
Peaking through sugar coated lies
Black curtains & paper hearts
Last words spoken before falling apart

Artfully twisting these words into gold
Cries muted & pain that's never old
Breaking free from any sin
Lies snowflakes on burnt skin

Copyright © Candice Vega | Year Posted 2009

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The Monster

The monster became a living, walking nightmare
my dive into insanity, no longer perfect, containing a blank stare

I should resist, the monster will find me, run away with me
Pretend to hear my meager complaints, force me to see what I'm afraid to see

Blame and guilt, volleying right and left, up and down
It's crashing me closer, with every step, I'm falling to the ground

It's all a game, just play along, play the game, play it well
Brimming confidence, dissolved in thoughts, of what? I won’t tell

Demons, devil born souls, run quick, run fast, stand my ground
No sense of fear, n sense of foreboding, not even a slight sound

High speed, pursuit of hell, bent on going, bent on crashing
Giving into the power, life's faster, lights flashing

Crash and torment me again, my eyes close after all
The beginning of the end for me, feeling numb after the fall

Is there a way out? I'm different, distant and moved on
Listen to the water, calling, coaxing into death, I'm gone

Endless, empty cloud; dreamless oblivion; oxygen, exhalation
Am I dead? Still alive? Broken into pieces, I need motivation

Reality closes in, walls me in; until there’s nothing there
Death comes behind me, containing a blank stare.

Copyright © Candice Vega | Year Posted 2009

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Death

A corpse in a coffin
Like a turtle in a shell
A torched arm breaks
Like a slice in a bell

A cough in the wind
A mouth draining dread
Sea running free
Grass tinted red

Moon cuts the morning
Stars dance today
Rain whipping down
Shoes slip away

Scoop out the dirt
Tear open the ground
Catch a falling tear
Shake it off, without a sound

Stand on the snow
Lean in real close
Whistle for an answer
Turn around and choke

Crawl over to your car
and zip through the sun
The night has boiled over
The deed is done

Copyright © Candice Vega | Year Posted 2009

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Her Dream

As crystallized ice melts away
And fire breaks the morning
She lies in bed dreaming

What started out as breath taking
Now turns for the worse
And steams her mind

Her breathing, shallow
Her eyes, sunken
Her face, fading

And then, it closes in
There’s nowhere to go
There’s no escape

It’s coming for her
She screams for help
No one answers, she’s alone

Vines entangle her
Thorns bite her flesh
Fear grips her heart

Through the tangle of forest plants
She pushes harder 
Trying to escape

She’s trapped by a wall
In desperation she claws at the wall
Breaking fingernails and flesh

She tries climbing, too steep
She wants to turn and disappear 
It’s too late, there’s no escape

It’s behind her, it’s here
Choking her every movement
She stops resisting

And…

As the crystallized ice melted away
And the fire broke the morning,
She lay in bed dreaming

Copyright © Candice Vega | Year Posted 2009




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